I have a paintbrush in my hand and I am not afraid to use it

Ah if you only you knew. My husband if he knew what I was preparing to do would be screaming, "Step away from the paint can. Slowly put the brush down. You don't want to do this." He's wrong though, I do. I do want to paint so dreadfully. I love the idea of it. I have scrubbed our white baseboards frequently, but they still seem dirty, so I desperately just want to freshen up the house by putting a coat of white paint on all of the trim. I can envision how nice it will look, so crisp and clean. Unfortunately (and this is what my husband knows) I am a big idea person, but I need someone else to implement my visions if I want them to look like they do in my head. That's not my house, I wish it was though. Because even though I know in theory you should tape off all of the areas you will be painting, ugh who wants to do that? That would take forever. And laying down a tarp under all of the areas I would be working, um that's like everywhere. Remember I want to paint all of the baseboards and trim? But ah....nice crisp white baseboards. Do you see now why I really just need to stop and walk away before I start? I don't have the patience for this job. Let's be honest my husband is going to have to clean up my mess I will inevitably make. But I feel like this would make my house just look cleaner overall. And maybe then guests wouldn't notice the kids' mess because they would be awed by my lovely baseboards and contrasting walls.