Tuesday, February 16, 2010
So, for the last three weeks, in the new house, we live with the sights, sounds and smells of construction. To say I am flustered is an understatement. You see, I know these things need to get done. We need two more bedrooms in the basement. Which means we need an egress window in the basement. We need another bathroom in the basement. We needed to turn the front living room (which real people never really use anyways) into our master bedroom. We are making the house fit our family, which is great.
And I know it's a blessing that we are able to do this. And a blessing that our contractor is a Christian, honest and reliable and a friend. I get all of that. I really do. But coming home from work to nail guns and saws and dust is making me a little crazy.
Also, the boxes.........oh the boxes. We cannot unpack everything because no one is in their right bedrooms yet. Every time I go downstairs, I face the boxes. The boxes are mocking me. They laugh at me behind my back, I am sure of it. Plus, when I need something, I must go a digging. Not fun.
So, I will keep trying to be positive and they will keep on building. Hopefully, by March we will all be settled. If you know this won't be true, LIE TO ME.
God bless you and yours.