It might possibly be definite.

There's a few satisfying moments in building a restaurant that come only every now and then. These moments are particular, since {but of course!} every day is satisfying.

Today, that satisfaction came when all the lights were officially wired and hung -- all forty-four of them. 

Yep, forty-four. And I wired each and every one myself. Whew!

The sconces from that abandoned diner in Virginia are up too!

And another one of those moments came when {drum role, please} art was hung.

It's a huge step in the direction of finally, finally, {possibly, maybe? perhaps} being super-duper close to done!