Wit & Wisdom from my Journey through Womanhood
Every day they begged to paint. We said, “You are not going to paint any room upstairs.” However, for the basement we would take all the help we could get. We bought a rather large bucket of primer [recommended by the man in Lowe's] to start covering the dark paneling.
We had already torn out the carpet so it didn’t matter about the drips. We raided Daddy’s old T-shirts so it didn’t matter about the clothes.
When using a new shower you have to figure out the proper steps or you end up jumping away with a “Yikes!” Perhaps it’s in a new house, like my situation; and you have to keep practicing until the shower and you can move together comfortably. Perhaps it’s in a hotel or vacation condo and you only have to grit your teeth and last through a couple songs. The approach is different depending on how long you plan to dance together.
We signed the papers for our new house on Thursday afternoon and Friday night I invited guests over. Crazy? Maybe. Fun? Oh yea! She was on her way back to South Carolina the next day so I said, “Come and see what we bought.” She’s been friends with my husband and I since elementary school and if she was my friend through the braces, glasses, and puffy hair stage an empty house won’t scare her away. Plus – She brought me my first housewarming present!
I am exhausted. We are moving to a new house – slowly and quickly. Hang on – It will make sense in a minute.
We bought the house on a Thursday, and unloaded a trailer load of our stuff into the garage. I wanted out of the basement apartment so bad that I pushed to sleep in the new house by the next Tuesday. Why was that a push? Because the rooms needed painted, the hot water didn’t work, my husband worked his full time job every day, I homeschooled at least a couple hours each day, we only have one vehicle, etc. etc. etc. We finished painting the kid’s rooms [except for the closets so don't look in them ok?] and moved our beds in. Most everything else is still at the apartment.
The quickly is because I want to sleep here even though it’s not “all ready.” [Is a house ever all ready?] The slowly is because each trip back and forth I load more stuff into the back of the Suburban and bring it to the house. We were going to try to fix more before we brought everything, but I don’t care anymore. We’re just going to plop our stuff here and get on with life. It’s a disorganized move, but it’s a move! And that is a great thing. We will fix it up over time.
[I also find myself pondering the advantages of a minimalist lifestyle more and more.]
We did it! We wired money, signed stacks of paperwork, and got the keys to our new house! We actually pulled the trailer full of stuff behind us to the realtor’s office so we could immediately go to the house and unload after closing. [Surely we're not the only ones that have ever done that, right? Oh well.] The trailer is now empty and ready for another load. My wonderful husband even has one bedroom taped off and the ceiling painted. Woo-hoo! In this video I tell you a bit about the painting plans:
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