God is always working to make His children aware of a dream
that remains alive beneath the rubble of every shattered dream,

a new dream that
when realized will release a new song, sung with tears,

till God wipes them away
and we sing with nothing but joy in our hearts

--Larry Crabb


Saturday, April 3, 2010

The Move

Craig and I have been working like (insert something that works super fast while using lots of muscles that have long since been forgotten about here) lately. We are interviewing realtors late next week and will put our house on the market soon after. :( Yesterday I cleaned the basement and sorted out all of the stuff that can go to the storage shed, threw away a bunch of junk, and found my cheese slicer. Who knew that it could be located in the clearly labeled "Misc. Kitchen" tote?
Craig spent the better part of the day trenching in landscaping blocks around the perimeter of the house, around the lilac bushes in the backyard, and along the back of our property. By the time he came in he was all scratched up, hot, and very tired, but relieved that the project is mostly done...until Tuesday when 5 cubic yards of mulch gets dumped on our driveway.

Today we got a ton of "little" things done. To name a few: the firepit is revamped (and ready to burn a few more times!!), the stair rail and outdoor lamp have been repainted, annuals are potted and looking pretty, all of my house plants have homes in new pots and fresh soil (Even Mary Jane Schefflera, who is making a comeback), and last but not least, the front door has been fixed--now no one can complain about getting stuck in our house.

This moving business is for the birds. When we moved from Ames it didn't seem like such a big deal. Moving from our previous home to this one was a bear. After this, I am never moving again...well...for a while anyway, and we're not even doing the actual loading and unloading ourselves. It is the organizing and getting ready to show our house that is so taxing. We're not even clutterbugs and generally keep our house pretty clean, but it is crazy how much stuff gets accumulated.

Just the time we got it all finished we heard a bang-crash-giggle from upstairs where Maddie was getting ready for bed. I just looked at Craig, shook my head and went up to survey the damage. Apparently the lid of the toilet seat just broke and fell off. I don't know why it couldn't have waited another 2 months, but I guess that's an easy fix. Maddie though it was hilarious, though, and laughter of a child is a good way to end a long day of work.

2 comments:

Lonita said...

Timing is funny sometimes - at least Madison enjoyed it! Man, if only I had waited to visit until the door was fixed - I wouldn't have been traumatized by being stuck in the house while coffee waited outside.:-) It's amazing to me that you couldn't find your cheese slicer but knew right where that 16-year-old stuffed goose was in order to throw it in my car...

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you had a very busy weekend. Glad to hear you got so much done. That leaves less for me to do when I come to help you!
Don't work too hard. Save something for tomorrow. Love ya cn