This is what I was afraid of. Everything happening at once.
Back in January, John and I were twiddling our thumbs, just dying to get the renovations underway. I was trying to tackle as many mini-projects as I could, as well as paint the one room that would remain 'untouched,' because I knew that the day would come when I would be spread too thin.
That day has come. I am stressed and overwhelmed.
I need time to stand still so that I can catch up. Because right now, I feel like I'm 3 days behind schedule.
At least the framing seems to be on schedule.
Maybe I just need a good night's sleep, and I'll feel less stressed in the morning. Here's hoping.