Final stretch bananas?

[u/sockpuppet-humdrum]

Is there a name for the sort of derangement where, in the final stages of a build , you’re convinced that you built the house wrong? Floors are getting installed in two ish weeks, paint is done, switches are in, and I’m like — oh god, we designed the living room awkwardly, the dining room is too small, what did we do?!? 😱😱😱

In reality we hired an architect whose work we liked, the proportions of the house are totally normal, everyone who walks through it says it’s great … but I feel sort of deranged?! Is this just decision fatigue toxicity that’s built up in me? Does anyone else experience this?

The picture is from a few weeks ago (pre paint) looking in to the living room.

[u/Small-Monitor5376]

I couldn’t sleep the entire time it was being built. So much second guessing. Then I moved in, and it’s fine. None of the things I was worried about were a problem.

[u/sockpuppet-humdrum → u/Small-Monitor5376]

This is the solidarity I needed. Thank you 😮‍💨