Please help me not murder my husband

Kaity
I love my husband. I do. And I would never really murder him. But I'm inches from becoming mega bitch. 
We bought a house. Horray! Now, we are rushing trying to get all the work that needs done to it done (which is why our front yard has the furnace people, water people, electricians, and the general contractor all here this week) I'm 33 almost 34 weeks pregnant and I'm painting and cleaning and trying to get everything done. Today is my husbands day off and he said he wanted to get everything painted today so that the contractor can come in and do what he needs to. So we go over, and he spends an hour pulling weeds out of the front garden. And now he's sleeping on the floor in the only room that's painted, but we still need to pull the carpet up in. It's "oh so important to get the painting done", but here I am, the only one doing it! And I'm short, so I'm climbing ladders, pouring 5 gallon buckets of paint into trays. I'm beyond frustrated.