premise: but uh it's gone pretty well it just it it takes it takes some time my problem is while i'm not overly proud of it but i'm a self-proclaimed proclaimed perfectionist and it it takes me a long time to do trim and things like that and i'll find i'll find something as i'm going along something not related like like uh i've gone about changing out all the outlets and switches because they they really didn't match they were a few of them were broken and things like that so i always pick up these little extra tasks as i'm doing this and and the painting actually takes probably uh a fourth of the time and i i'm always doing all this other stuff and my wife's hollering at me and wondering what else i've come home with from work this time to to put in a ceiling fan or something strange like that so uh it it it always it it it gets you to look at everything real hard when you you start putting a coat of paint on everything you start to notice where all the dents and scratches and things are everywhere
hypothesis: The pressure from my wife lead to me doing a worse job.