I didn't realize that being a homeowner meant that I no longer have any free time that isn't spent working on the fucking house.
This week is really the first week I'm in the house, but I'm not really out of the apartment yet, either. I've had LOTS of help from everyone, including a gigantic help-out from Cheryl doing a lot of painting as long as I do the prep work. And there is a TON of fiddly, annoying, pissant little work, which is the kind of work I hate. But while it's not getting done as fast as I'd like, it is getting done. I think I may be able to see the end of the tunnel.
July projects are all going to be outdoor projects, so I don't have to try and live in a mess of a house for a while.