Wifey is now on her second floor construction of her doll's house and finds it best to work on the balcony. She has put in a work surface, draws and a cabinet for all(most) of her tools and materials and I get to see her once in a while as she stocks up on coffee or cold drinks throughout the day.
She can and does spend hours on there and is making good progress. It occupies her time, she is more than happy doing her thing and you can hear her singing along without a care in the world.
Luckily I spend most of the time in the bedroom and can turn up the TV volume to drown out the sounds coming from the balcony. It's the neighbours I feel sorry for, I am sure they must think she is being strangled.