Thursday, July 30, 2015

Bye, Bye, Trailer House

Today was the day, the long awaited day.  Today was demolition day.

He first stripped of as much of the metal as he could.  This exposed the 2x2's and the thin layer of insulation between the sheet metal and the paneling. No wonder the inside was usually the same temperature as the outside!!


I watched most of the action because I didn't want to miss anything. Yes, we lived there for four years. Yes, we made happy memories there. No, I did not feel any sadness to see the metal teeth tearing into the feeble dwelling.


That isn't to say I wasn't thankful for shelter. I am saying it was a death trap that needed to go to the grave (before it put us there!)


Work was halted for awhile because our ceiling was filled with wasps nests. We knew they were there because sometimes you could almost feel the vibrations of their millions of tiny wings. Also, parts of the metal siding was bowing out from the pressure of the wasp's homebuilding.  Once things were pretty well torn apart, the wasps were insanely angry. 


Our lot feels waay bigger now, with the trailer out of the way. 
So glad to have that bugger gone.



Monday, July 27, 2015

A Prophet to Lead Me

Today, I am thankful that we have a living prophet who, under the direction of our Savior Jesus Christ, leads and directs the affairs of the Kingdom of God on the earth.


Because Christ is at the helm and His mouthpiece is true, I do not wonder at societal's wavy moral line. I do not have to follow the philosophers of the day. I do not have to choose between the "right" of opposing groups with the idea that if so many others have changed their own "right," I must be wrong.

No, no; I know a prophet. He speaks on behalf of my Savior.  I am in good hands.






Saturday, July 25, 2015

Popping in to Say, "Hello!"

I've been typing on my phone for two months now. It is irritating and slow and prone to mistakes. It makes me not want to blog, but I have to put up with it for a bit longer while I give you a tiny update.

My dryer is here! Normally, I would just hang laundry outside, but my outside is terribly dirty...like dust bowl dirty. Yesterday, I saw a dust devil dance across my entire back yard. SO, I've been draping wet clothes all over my chairs and doors. A dryer is a good thing!


We have no living room furniture, save this sturdy hand-me-down table. My little guy has been at it constantly. It is just his size and it keeps him close to me. All of our upheaval has him feeling unsure of everything and he wants to be able to see me pretty much all of the time. I'm not complaining!


We can't afford library shelving right now, so we have stacks. It feels very cozy, in a hermit sort of way.


 I've been baking and cooking like a fool. My first batch of bread in a new and altogether different oven received rave reviews.

Phew!


I'm not the only one getting in on the action.
 We are ALL enjoying our new kitchen!


I'm refusing to bring nasty, old junk into my pretty, new house. This means that right in the midst of a moving-in mess, I am refinishing things. Justin's childhood rolltop desk had seen better days, so it got a reworking, for instance.


And I've been furniture shopping!!


This is FUN!!

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

We are Home

When our builder told me we could move into our Someday House, I couldn't believe it. In fact I didn't believe it! I had to ask him 3 or 4 times to be sure of what he was saying.

I did not squeal or jump around or clap or cheer. Honestly, I just wanted to take a nap.

All we did last night was move in our beds so we could sleep here. Today we began moving in in earnest.


We had fun finding things that have been "lost" (packed) for 4 years--like the family pictures above my head.

Much more to share, but I'm wiped out.
Goodnight, friends.

I'm sleeping in my own bed, 
in my own house.

Happy.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Big Little Things

No.
Just quit asking. ;)
I feel like I'm way over my due date and my belly is too big for maternity clothes and everyone still feels obligated to ask, "Are you STILL pregnant?!"

But, listen, we had some big little things happen this week and I'm happy about that.

First, a drinking fountain!
  

Then the shower doors showed up. They surely have come a ways since the days of the sliding doors with gold embossed flowers, haven't they? I LOVE these babies.


Mirrors are in and lights over the mirrors are hung. (Since the mirrors make an L shape on the walls above the vanity, I couldn't get out of the picture. "Hi!")


Finally, here's a (pre-washed and sealed) picture of my crowning DIY achievement:


My goodness, that took a long time!

I made Justin take the Suburban to work today so I couldn't go in and work. I'm catching up on laundry and cleaning and cuddling. (My toddler took his entire nap on my chest while I visited with my NYC living big boy. I don't feel the least bit bad about that!)

All the while, in this little brain of mine, I'm gearing up for the school year. I'm bound and determined to be the best teacher ever, now that I'll have a place. So many exciting ideas running around up there!

What about you? Are you planning your curriculum?

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Diversion

We are all about looking for diversions right now. Since some things are out of our control, we do what we can with the bits over which we do have power!

Every year we go to a small town in the Palouse where much of my mom's family resides. It is a beautiful drive down, surrounded by rolling fields of wheat, barley, lentils, rapeseed and peas. They change color at different times so the world really does look like a patchwork quilt!


We got there early enough to enjoy company and a barbeque at my Uncle Mike's house, then hurried up to the city pool.  It was outrageously hot yesterday, but our camping life has helped us adjust fairly well. 


Uncle Zach is a favorite buddy to all of the kids.

We witnessed a firey prairie sunset as we waited for darkness. It was nice to focus on the blessing of our nation. (As messed up as we have become, our founding principles are still great and our freedoms far outreach many other nations of the earth.)


My cousin, Tony, choreographs the fireworks show every year and you'd never believe the town population is only 300 persons by the size of the display. It is tremendous!!


Meanwhile, back at the homestead, progress continues to be made at the same pace as usual....S L O W. (It is turning out pretty, though!)


We go over every day and do what we can; cleaning mostly, but we are also doing our touchup painting and sundry small tasks.


Like I said, we were thankful for the diversion the 4th of July holiday provided.

Now back to our regularly scheduled days.


Saturday, June 27, 2015

We Fought a Good Fight

We have had so many "promised" closing dates on our new house, I've lost track.
The most recent promised date was yesterday. It was possible, but it meant everyone had to be prompt about completing their part of the puzzle.

We hoped, but, once again, it was not to be. Our builder is buying himself a redicously expensive 10 day extension.

Of course we want to be in our house, but the biggest issue is that our normally cooler mountain climate has 12 straight days of 100° or higher temperatures forecast, starting yesterday.

I warned our contractor about the forecast and reminded him that we have small children who can't just tough it out. He KNEW we needed to be in the house or he was going to be buying a hotel room.

At 10:30 yesterday morning, we still hadn't seen four key players (plumbers, electricians, a random fix-it guy and our GC). Everyone really, truly has only 2-5 hours if work left, tying up loose ends. No one showed.

Our day involved breaking camp, paying the bank and an afternoon movie for the girls so no one would get heat stroke.

I gave Brett until after dinner,  then I asked where we got us our rooms.

Guess who ignored us the rest of the day.

So, after over a month of camping and 15 months of building, we have left the scene. We are encroaching on the good will of others and sleeping indoors.

What a sad story. How differently this could have gone if one man was honest.

What a cute house. If only it were finished.