Mildly panicking

Finally, finally got someone to paint my house. It's been a disaster of a day for them - they drove from the city. I warned them it was busy this weekend, but adding to that there were apparently two major accidents on the road. They intended to arrive by 9 AM. They arrived at 12:30. Then took lunch two hours later (guys gotta eat) and because it's crowded, lunch took over two hours...

Anyway, I feel bad. Because I think I hate the paint color! Eek.

They are not as done as they'd thought they would be. I hope, hope, hope the color lightens a bit when it dries. Photos will happen, whatever happens.

Picking paint is HARD. Even when you're sure, you're wrong.