After my stressing and freaking out, the house is painted. It isn’t painted *well*, but I had high school students doing it, some of whom had never painted before. They made more of a mess on my carpet than I am thrilled about. But you know what? It’s freaking painted. I need to go back through and do a lot of touching up and I’m good with that. I can handle that. I’m still overall happy the kids came and did so much work.

I’m waiting a few days before I put furniture back and it will be longer still before the bathroom is actually perfect, such is life. Hopefully I will manage the rest of the touch ups and finish the cabinets on Sunday. Holding my breath would be a bad idea though. I have just seven days left till the reception. Sunday will be insanely busy, but I think I can do this.