God won’t give us more than we can handle - or will He?
I am exhausted. I watched Amber and Adam for about four hours today,which I am thrilled to do because my three year old daughter
desperately needs some toddler friends, but I am exhausted. The baby napped for only a few hours today and fussed when she was not asleep. I stuck my finger in her mouth about six o’clock this evening thinking maybe she was so fussy because of teeth and that was definately it - she has three teeth coming in on her top gum all at the same time. I looked for some orajel and when I couldn’t find any - we packed up and went to the store. That’s how bad the fussing was. She wanted a bottle, didn’t want it. She wanted her pacifier, then Read more
Termite trouble
I should really create a whole page on the process of selling our house (maybe a future tackle it tuesday project), but for now, I will continue to blab about them here. My last post included information about our first offer - which is an FHA loan. The inspectors came, and as soon as I can figure out how to get pictures from my camera to this laptop that my mom is letting me borrow, then I will post a pic of the nasty hole that is gracing our front yard and how rapidly the beautiful hibiscus tree is dying from being yanked out to get to the pipes that we had to cut so that a sewage test could be performed. Don’t ask - I don’t know anymore. There have been so many people in and out of here in the past few days that I’m dizzy. When Read moreGod will bring me through
God has yet again, shown up to provide and answer prayers. We had an offer - our first offer - on our house a couple of weeks ago. (Yes, I am still without a computer, so for now, I am journalling with good ole pen and paper) The offer was for 87K, which we countered at 93 (we are asking 95 and it is appraised at 92, so we thought that was pretty fair). We waited the week out and never heard anything from the lady who made the offer, so we automatically assumed that she did not want to make a counter to our counter, so we went about our business. Low and behold, she called our agent wanting to know why we had never responded to her offer. As it turns out, her agent thought (or assummed) that she would say no, so she never gave her the counter. Read morewith this much of a struggle, it’s gotta be God’s will…
Not a few short weeks after I got this entire blog set up and running, had started to make regular posts, did my entire computer crash. I’m not talking about a simple kind of crash that you can take it to a nerdy computer place and they can fix it for a hefty price - I’m talking Kamikazee. Our phone had decided to not ring anymore, so we called the cable people to come out and look at it, and we thought that they might have done something, but no. The next day when I woke up to have my normal quiet time, check my email, and make a blog post, my computer would not turn on. Not at all. It wouldn’t even act like it was thinking about coming on. I panicked, but had a sense that surely not everything was broken. So I hauled it over to a computer store to have them look at it. The man told me that he could pull off some of my digital pictures and some of my files, but probably not everything. I drove home trying to fight the tears. What am I going to do? How am I going to survive without a computer? How am I ever going to be able to afford another one??? Then it dawned on me that this is the kind of thinking that Satan wants me to have. He wants me to freak out and think that life as I know it is over. He wants me to think that things will not work out for the better. I comforted myself the next morning by meditating Read moreLiving One Day at a Time
Our home has been for sale for six months. I guess you could say that. For five months, we had tried to sell it ourselves - a very lofty idea, but to no avail. We have a great three bedroom, one bath house. It is 1,000 square feet, and has been a grrrrreeeeaaaaattt starter home. My husband had bought it as we first met each other, so I have often caught myself nagging about the house, the one bathroom, and the lack of storage space. We have remodeled, redecorated, and rearranged more times than I can recall. We have been here for five years now, and it has been a love-hate relationship.I say that in every sense of that phrase - just like the song - I have truly loved to hate it. It has been fun to be the one that can always “one-up” people on how truly awful their living conditions were. People would Read more
