This did not happen. There was a fair amount thrown under a tarp on the porch, where some still lives (the truth is ugly sometimes). The rest got moved around. What wasn't stepped on or dripped in paint got to stay. That was a mini purge of its own.
But plan be damned the walls got painted.
Which looks like this on the walls:
The mighty WALT was a mighty big help (he paints in minimum clothing for ease of clean up)
There is always that moment where you have trouble determining what is wet and what is dry, what needs a second coat and what is safe to set furniture against. This is that moment for the big man:
But by the next afternoon we called it good. Trim work and touch ups can drag on forever. All you can see are the tiny flaws. . . .
Still I think it turned out pretty great . . . . . The walls look pretty great anyway.
As for that pile, well that is the next step . . .