If I NEVER see another paint roller again, it will be too soon.

Four one-gallon cans of paint? Check.

470 square foot of new carpet? Check.

3 new curtain rods? Check.

New window treatments for two long windows, one bay window, one sliding glass door, and one kitchen window? Check.

New lighting fixtures for kitchen, stairway, dining room, laundry room, and main entry? Check.

New refrigerator ordered and on its way? Check.

Four rooms on main floor remodeled?

Flipping CHECK.

This weekend has been a frenzy of moving furniture, dripping paint, lost screws, sticky painters tape and minor fears of electrocution.

(Don't worry. We cut the power to the entire house rather than risk it.)

The kids have been systematically banned from one room after another, and spent a fair amount of time watching movies or playing in the secret agent room in the basement.

Poor Canada has barely been allowed to roam the house for fear of getting dog hair trappings in the wet paint.

BUT. It's mostly over now, save for some minor finishing touches.

And me trying to get all the paint speckles out of my hair.