The floor is down and primed. I started installing trim with a hammer and realized I wasn't going to be able to maintain a sunny attitude without some serious intervention. It came in the form of a birthday present from my lovah. I've seriously always wanted a compressor and nail gun. I just never had a good enough reason to ask for one.
Between my novice cuts and my uneven walls, all I can say is thank goodness I picked up a decent supply of wood filler.