My Parents Have Finally Moved Downstairs ... Well, To The Downstairs Bathroom

Maybe it's because My Father was being a dick, maybe it's because the contractor (whom I haven't seen in a while) finally got done with it, but Saturday I saw that my parents' hygiene stuff -- toothbrush, toothpaste, hair dryer -- were gone from the upstairs (read: my) bathroom.  Guess that means that the remodel is finally, finally complete.  And I won't have to worry about them invading my space again ... even though, technically, it is their house.