The Adventure of Buying a Home Minus Debt, Plus God. Part THREE

Instead of having an open house of epic proportions this Fall, we are rushing to finish the kitchen so we can have an inside sink for dishes before the hose needs disconnected for Winter. It has been a slow process since we moved here at the end of June. Having three children and trying to do things ourselves is making the progress bar moving slowly. We have had a ton of help from family and friends from time to time, and I can’t imagine where we would be with out all that help. Pretty desperate indeed. So… pictures.

So far we have gone from this:

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To this:

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We had to completely gut the kitchen. Rewire the whole deal. Reinsulate, hang drywall, mud and sand, prime, paint, and now we are working on cabinets. We still have about 5 cabinets to hang. The counter top has been ordered. The flooring is waiting, stacked up in our living room. It is getting close! I can almost taste it. Real food, that is…frozen pizza and veggie burgers are getting a tad old. πŸ˜‰ This week I go to buy the sink and faucet, and I’m about giddy excited about it. 3 months of washing dishes in the garage with a cold garden hose has made me severely appreciate running hot water. I am so, so, SO excited! Β People told us that working on such a huge and crazy project would either make us stronger as a couple, or really beat us down. It has been very difficult. We have had evenings where we sit there and harrumph and stare at each other contemplating whether or not our spouse is really thinking clearly at all. We have had evenings where we are laughing together, making silly jokes the whole evening, enjoying each other’s company immensely. Through all our craziness, God has been faithful. He has made us stronger through this, even with all our failings of worrying and getting angry. He has shown us His ways are easy, if we stick with Him. It’s awfully hard if you don’t. We have lost sleep over it, I got my first gray hair, and we have both taken walks alone around the block in frustration. Yet He is faithful. We know that this house was His idea, and we plan to keep on track with Him, and no matter how many times we have to go back to foundational truth numero uno, we shall. God is in charge, and He is faithful. We are thankful. We are excited!

31 Day Theme announcement!

Drumroll please!

This year’s theme is going to be…..

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Read the 1st day’s post here!

My eldest is beginning 1st grade this year, and I am slightlyΒ  very nervous about homeschooling. She is a quick learner, and is already reading and writing well for starting 1st grade, so we’ve got a great start. My mother-in-law introduced me to Sonlight Curriculum, and it seemed like a great fit. Since my daughter loves reading we did the 1st “grade” books for fun in the last few weeks while she was finishing up her Kindergarten work. She literally read two a day. And wanted more. So for the official school year we are jumping ahead to the level 2 readers. Today was our first day of diving in to 1st grade, so this is very fresh for me indeed.

Join me in this adventure! Oh, and if you’re a veteran homeschool mom, perhaps you’d lend your advice for the newbies among us. We may need a listening ear before the month is out!!

Food and Caring for My Body

Today I discovered I’m eating about 1,000 less calories than I need. At least that’s what I ate today. It was a pretty accurate description of food lately though. Not proud of that. Also most of what I did eat today was bread and either junk food or processed food, so it’s not all that great nutrition wise. No wonder my body has been giving me signs it’s not being nourished properly. Here are a few tell tale signs:

Flat hair, brittle nails

Unable to lose weight

Foggy mind

Mild depression

Lack of appetite

Lethargy

Hormones out of whack

Skin is papery and blemishes easily

So today I started being accountable to a friend of mine who needs help eating more as well. I have struggled with this in the past. Lethargy and depression kept me from properly taking care of myself. It just wasn’t “worth” cooking for one person. Such a lie. Every person is important. I need to care well for myself.

The post where H graduates Kindergarten.

Today my baby finished kindergarten and moves on to 1st grade. My heart is a little…. full. And a little nervous. I’m not so sure I’m ready for the journey of being a homeschool mom “officially”. Well, sort of officially. She isn’t turning 6 until midwinter, so there was no requirement to register her. So official to us, and the state can think what it will. πŸ˜› I’ve decided to use Sonlight Curriculum, with Miquon for math. SUPER SUPER excited. Today she has two more worksheets in her K curriculum and then she’s finished. S is “finishing” pre-school, more because she was feeling left out of the excitement and wanted a promotion too. She’s all about excitement, that one. πŸ˜›
Tonight we are going to COSI to celebrate, and it’s a surprise for the girls. SO EXCITED.
What milestones have your children reached that tugged at your heart strings?

The Adventure of Buying a Home Minus Debt, Plus God. Part TWO

We originally thought all of these things:
-The kitchen cabinets could be reused. (more like my husband was hoping they could, and I was hoping they couldn’t. πŸ˜‰ )

-The bathrooms just needed some surface work.

-There wasn’t any water damage.

-We could finish it before the Feast of Tabernacles/ Thanksgiving season.

-The dining room floor might be ok to keep.

As we dug in, we quickly realized the tub needed to go, the cabinets were in no shape to keep, and there was indeed water damage from a pipe that had not been properly winterized. Oops.

As we continued on in our “tearing apart our home” frenzy, it began to dawn on us that everyone was right. All those people who told us “You’ll wonder why you ever thought it was a good idea.” and “Plan on everything taking 4 times longer and costing 3 times more.” were not just joking. They were quite serious. We had planned financially on things being much more expensive, and that has ended up being a very wise assumption. Time wise, we had to move in to the home with one working sink (bathroom), no kitchen, the bathtub didn’t work for a week after we moved in, and we had no bathroom door. Or bedroom door. That was July 1st. Now it is September 24th. The time I was hoping to have everything finished by, and be ready to have a big open house celebration of epic proportions. Instead…..

Running Errands

I’m talking about running errands with three children ages 5 and under, that is. That’s a whole ‘nother animal. For starters, the requirements:

  • Must be slightly crazy
  • Ready for some serious character growth.
  • Must be flexible.
  • Must have no pride-high possibility of being utterly embarrassed.
  • High tolerance of bad odors and crushed cheerios in vehicle
  • High affinity for planning ahead
  • Ability to pull yourself up by the bootstraps when all hell breaks loose.

In other words, it is HARD. πŸ™‚ Shall I share my story from today? Ok, I think I shall. πŸ˜‰

Today I had three hours to go to the library, ATM, and the hardware store. We had a deadline of needing to be home by 4PM. Easy, right? Well, first off baby needed fed. While baby ate, the older girls were instructed to grab socks, shoes, and hair clips. 3yo said “But I don’t have socks on!” and I told her to go get a pair. She knows how, and does this all the time. Easy peasey, right? Well, wait for it. This will matter later. After gathering all we need, having random phone calls and issues come up, we were heading out the door at 2:30. Not bad, still 1.5 hours to accomplish task. Possible, but a stretch. Children climb in vehicle, and begin to buckle. 3yo smells stinky.

Yes, she has a dirty diaper. Yes, she’s almost 4 and still in diapers. Don’t ask. I’m not the perfect mother. πŸ˜‰ She could have told me 5 minutes ago???

So I head in the house with her while other kiddos wait. After cleaning her up, Β she says has to go potty. Ok. Mommy guilt tells me go ahead and let her go potty. It will only take a few minutes. She needs practice, for crying out loud!

After she is all put back together we start down the stairs. She stops and stares at me with large saucer eyes “Mommy, I don’t have socks on!” Decision time.

  1. Β I could take her to the store anyway. She’s wearing boots. No one will know.
  2. Β She has blisters from wearing ankle socks with rubber boots, and needs socks to keep them from hurting.
  3. Β I’m a kind mommy, albeit a very impatient mommy at the moment. Socks it is.

“Ok, go and get some, fast!”

I go to check on my other two, and find 5yo with half a water bottle’s worth of water spilled all over her front. It’s 2:45. Ok, so much for going into the library. I’ll have to just drop the books off outside. I go in to check on 3yo, and she is frantically yanking at her boots, saying “I can’t get them off, mommy!” Poor girl had sweated in them and they were stuck to her. I help her get her socks on, telling her we need to hurry as we are running out of time. At the top of the stairs she stops again. “Mommy I’m thirsty.” Β “NO!” I say as I run down the stairs. “There is a water bottle in the van.” She comes running down the stairs.

“I’m sorry I made us late mommy.” she says as she slips her little hand in mine. I sigh. Somehow I could have handled this whole situation better. “I forgive you honey. Let’s get you buckled in.”

We finally get on the road at 3PM, and get to the ATM first. My card doesn’t work. It says to contact the bank. Blah. The only other ATM in town is across town, a 10 minute drive in post-school traffic. I stop by the library, drop off the books, and head in the direction of the next ATM. There are 2 cars ahead of me at the 2nd ATM, and I settle in to line thinking it will only take a minute before I’m up.

Ten minutes later, and I’m thinking the first guy in line must have saved all his banking transactions for that one day…

So at 3:48 I’m finished with my transaction. Must get home quickly, the guy is supposed to stop by to get this money at 4PM. It’s a 10-15 minute drive depending on traffic. Thankfully something goes right and I arrive home at 3:56. I’m ready for a nap.

Did I mention the kiddos got a 20 minute nap in during the 2nd ATM trip?? Which means then they won’t have had their rest out, but won’t want to finish their nap. Yeah. *sigh*

NOW, this could be taken more than one way. You could,

  1. Pity me.
  2. Laugh with me.
  3. One up me with your awesome crazy mom story…. I know there are worse days to be had!

Please share. I’m ready to laugh. πŸ™‚

Throw Back Thursday

So I may not post a TBT post every single week,Β but I’ll try to post one semi-often. At least. πŸ™‚Β DSCF6487

Yellowstone National Park, 2009. Baby H, and her million watt grin!

Funny thing is, she would be fussing and grumpy, until we would whip out the camera, and as soon as she saw it she would grin like this. Every. Time. It was so hilarious, and made for a good life lesson. See, looks can be deceiving… motherhood can look pretty and shiny on the outside, and yet be seriously fussy or messy on the inside. And I’ll leave you with that deep and cheerful thought, as I have pee laundry to wash, dinner dishes from yesterday waiting, and errands to run today. Happy Thursday! πŸ˜‰