I’m sorry I haven’t written much lately. We have been so busy working on our new house. I can’t wait to show you the pictures when it’s done. Ever since Thursday, we have been at hard at work ripping out carpet and carpet tack, pounding in nails, sanding the floors, and taking off wall paper. I am greatly pleased about the way it is turning out. We have just a few more days before it is all done.
The kids have also been working hard as well. Isabel has been a great help with the babies. She has also been unpacking all the kitchen stuff. Our pantry is full thanks to her. Andre has enjoyed some manly labor too. He definitely wants to keep the nail magnet. There have been late nights and grumpy kids, but life is so crazy right now I can’t blame them.
I have been feeling surprisingly good considering all the work that’s been taking place. Yesterday, I punched down hundreds of nails in preparation of sanding the floors. I’m happy to announce that I didn’t smash my finger. Not even once. That was my personal goal for the day. A smashing of a finger just leads to a smashing of another finger in my experience. There just was no time for that.
I’ll confess that I was about half way through the family room when I almost gave up. I actually almost cried. I had been going for about four hours, and I still had so much it felt like it would never end. A word was echoing in my head…perservere. I just kept going. A little Dairy Queen Blizzard does a body good :) Snickers and cookie dough is a perfect match for splinters in the rear, sore fingers and cramped up arms.
Nick has been extra busy too. He is still working all day. Pray for him. He is squeezing in study time for sermons whenever he can. With all the work that he’s been doing on the house, he is maxed out.
We are almost done. I’m so glad. When we move in we’re just going to sit on the couch and admire the beautiful wood floors. Some blood, some sweat, and near tears. All those hours of labor. If someone dents the floor, I think I’ll get physically sick. I know every part of that floor intimately. It’s like a part of me now. An experience that I’ll never forget. Memories of making our cute little house a home.
I’m not sure when I’ll write next. Like I said, It’s busy around here. Until then, God bless you and take care. Count your blessings even in the hardest times. Never forget that when you feel like giving up…persevere. The reward in the end is incredible.