House Madness

So the drama of the termites and water damage has been finished. We FINALLY closed on our house on Thursday morning. There was one last mini-heart-attack on the day of closing, but we decided it was better to keep this house than walk away from it. The hubby thought it would be funny to text me at work and say that we're walking away from the table at closing because the seller's realtor didn't finalize her details correctly. I obviously didn't find that too amusing as the prior week was pure stress. Anyhoo, the house has so much potential. For the most part things were in good shape. It needs cosmetic things, but it's a way to make your house your own. But then I didn't particularly feel that way as we were painting on Friday afternoon. I had this color imagined somewhere in my scattered brain and went and picked it up in the afternoon. Well, to make a long story short it was nowhere near what I envisioned. It looked like mustard had been thrown all over the room. I started stressing more and more and poor hubby was trying to reassure me it looked good. Never trust a man's opinion when it comes to paint-I was thinking. So I decided to change the color. We found one and I really do like it. I wimped out and went with a neutral, but I have several other rooms to paint I was just wanting to get something on the walls. So, after one horrible color, a coat of primer, and then two coats of new color we have finished. I think it turned out really nice. Props the hubs, he even picked out a nice color for the dining room. We had a family member come over today and they stated, "you all paint so much." Helloooo, if your dining room was three shades of primary blue and looked like it belonged in a dorm room, you would be painting it too! We have two rooms of color down, now we only have three bazillion more. I think we're going to suck it up and hire a painter. I just want it done. Now. Hopefully the hubby will start work on the flooring in the dining and living rooms tomorrow. I, however, have to head to work. It will keep me sane-maybe....