So I picked up DH at the airport, and we came straight home. Joey fell asleep on the way, so when we got home, DH carried him into the house and upstairs to our bedroom. Now, mind you, NOTHING had been said about the work that we'd done.
So, DH comes downstairs and comments on the new curtains - he liked them, they looked nice. I said, "Uh, you need to go back upstairs and turn on the light, hun." He took care of a few things, and went back upstairs, and looked again. Suddenly, I hear "WOW!!" At first glance, he hadn't noticed the wall color had changed.
Anyhow, in short, he loves it. He even likes the trim color, though we didn't finish it all. He thanked me profusely, and called my mom and thanked her profusely.
I done good.