And so do I...
This summer's project (which started last January with the Mouse invasion) went from a new ceiling in the kitchen (which didnt have one at all) to "let's finally finish the walls in the kitchen and paint it" and that segued into new window casings, a twotone grey color scheme, and about 9/10ths of it is done.
Also discovered a talent for putty-and-paint which, while limited, is amazingly satisfying. We takes what we can get, here.
While we were painting and putting stuff up, I had this nearly uncontrollable urge to begin speaking in a bright cheery voice the way the lady on This Old House does when she and her husband are redoing a room somewhere. "Gosh, Jack" she chirps, loudly, sorta like a kindegarten teacher, "this blue paint is REALLY going to make a huge difference in this family room, you think?" "Yes, Mary", he responds, "And I really like the way this paint (Can label prominently displayed) just glides on, no brush marks, no roller skips." and they both laugh delightedly.
He never once sighs resignedly when she slips and the loaded paint brush whaps into the newly installed sliding door window glass...she never pokes fun at him when he cuts the last piece of lumber too short (probably because he doesn't cut it at all)...I tried that voice just once and my husband looked at me for about two seconds, shook his head, and turned on the sander.
I dont intend to do this again so I might as well make a good job of it now. =) And this winter, golly, I get to make curtains. =) =)