It's probably a good thing he's putting it in, I would have laid that baby out flat and ignored the door frames! He had to cut the bottom of the door frames to make the flooring fit under it. Details make me crazy, because details often take as long as the bulk of the task.
That's why I don't sew anything like clothing. You have to make it look nice, with finished and straight seams. I will sew the curtains for the new room, as I've done throughout the house. But I know it pains my friend who is a fantastic seamstress when she sees how crooked my sewing is, but she doesn't say anything, because she knows I am not too proud to let her do it.
All I can say to that is plaid is my friend. When I use plaid for curtains, I don't even have to measure, I just cut on the lines. Kind of like cutting and pasting in Kindergarten.
Having to paint the family room three times, about put me over the edge. We had to prime then paint and then paint again because it wasn't quite covered. That means I had to do the trim and near the ceiling three times also. At least this time I had the kids to paint the main part of the room.
When I'm faced with a task that requires I pay attention to the detail, I actually stop and decide if I care. So as with the room, I knew if I didn't paint it properly, every time I sat in that room, I'd wish I'd done the details. Then I think, "damn!" while I try to muster up not caring.
When I can't muster up not caring, I just suck it up and do it anyway. That's what makes me crazy. But I suppose spontaneous remodeling proves I'm crazy anyway. At least I don't have to work at that.