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I woke up early this morning in a cold sweat, running a fever, and sick to my stomach. I don't know if it's something I ate or if I've breathed in too much plaster dust (every surface of my home has a thin coating of this right now). Probably a combination of the two.

At least I was able to remove the plastic in the bathroom enough to spend some time on the toilet before the workers arrived promptly at 8:00. It wasn't much fun as I stepped on bits of drywall and a nail in the bathroom. I kept hoping that I wouldn't have to vomit as I didn't want to kneel on that dusty floor.

I'm still feeling extremely queasy and I'm worried I'll be getting sick in the bathroom when the workers need to enter (one already went in there and retaped the plastic — I could hear him grumbling the entire time, although I'm not sure if it's because he had to redo a simple job or if it's because I was in the adjacent room).

One more thing: these workers seem unable to knock — I'll be laying on top of my bed or sitting at one of my computer workstations when the store will suddenly bang open, a worker will grunt at me and then rush into the bathroom. Kind of annoying. I'll be glad when they're gone.

I fear it's going to be a very long day.