This is our master bedroom. It should be my place of retreat. A calm, quiet place. It is fairly quiet, but alas, it's not calming for me.
Having said that, I know from experience that when you feel the most overwhelmed by the mess around you, you are actually moving forward and nearing the end.
A month ago I would have sworn that we wouldn't be able to complete renovations by June, not even by the end of August. I was thinking it was going to be more like December. Now, in the middle of this mess? I see the end. I have gained hope from this mess.