Skip to main content

Whirlwind

The past couple of days have a been a complete whirlwind. Ever since I posted this, I have been scheduling and checking and rechecking and lining up crews for everything from excavating, to pouring concrete, to carpentry work and so much more.

Yesterday the excavation for the basement began. It was so sudden I still can't quite wrap my head around it. But here's proof!



Today they finished digging, and the concrete guys will be starting next.

I just wanted to say thank you to all the people who have come out to help me in the past few days.

Without both family and friends this wouldn't be happening and we wouldn't be moving Lucky at all.

I have been blessed by family that is willing to take my kiddos at less than a moments notice, and I am forever grateful for them.

As for the many subcontractors who have been out here, it speaks volumes to their character that they have showed up to do the work much earlier than expected and on short notice. They will never understand how much I appreciate all they have done for me.

There are times when living in a rural area can be frustrating. There are days when I would give anything to have more shops, restaurants and amenities available, but in moments like now, when small town friendships have been my saving grace, I am so thankful that I live in a small community full of wonderful people.

I might not have know everyone first hand that has come to work on this project, but there isn't one of them that I do not somehow have a friend or relative connection too. So thank you, to every single person that made a recommendation, every one who called a friend of a friend and made this happen.

When this is all over, there will be one huge party to show my appreciation.

I've got to go now, I here equipment driving by and I need to see what is next!

Have a wonderful weekend!

The view from my new back door!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The Farmer

I trust that, by now, you have all seen the commercial heard round the world. You know, the one that stopped all action and silenced a nation when the soft rumble of that voice drifted into living rooms on a Super Bowl Sunday.Yes that commercial. Paul Harvey's voice, unmistakable in its sincerity and beauty, spoke of a people whom work from sun up till sun down with no recognition. He spoke of a people whom care for their baby animals and pour their blood, sweat and tears into helping them grow. He spoke of a people, so foreign to many in the world today.He spoke of a people whom many have forgotten. He spoke of a people; my people. The farmer. I am a fourth generation farmer married to a fourth generation farmer. Together we are raising the fifth generation. We don't do it because its easy, it's not. The hours my husband spends working rival that of any doctor or lawyer I have ever met. We don't do it because it's profitable, some years it's all we can do to p…

A Crate and a Challenge

One of my favorite blogs is having a Pintrest Challenge. They do it a couple times a year and its just a fun time to challenge everyone to complete a project they've pinned on Pintrest. I've been wanting to get in on the action, but never found the time. Oh yeah and a little thing called, I don't do Pintrest. It's not because I'm not interested or I don't think I'll like it. I'm terrified of it! I already spend too much time perusing my favorite house app and a bunch of blogs I follow, and Facebook. If I added something as captivating as Pintrest, my house and kids may just go completely uncared for. So in the spirit of playing along with the Pintrest challenge I thought I'd share our headboard that I made a couple years back, loooong before I started blogging. It is by far one of the projects I am most proud of! Almost three years ago, the hubs and I got a new bed, a giant sized, California King! It came with a frame, but no headboard. We had alrea…

Ugly

Earlier this year I spoke at a conference. I talked about gratitude, grace and joy. I was fully immersed in it and felt it down to my toes.

Then life got turned upside down and busy and somehow I forgot everything.

The last month or so has been a mess. I hate the rush of summer and the vortex that results and sucks up every minute and shreds my plans. I have let it consume me. I have been wallowing in self pity.

It all bubbled up and exploded last week when I threw a tantrum and in an attempt to keep from yelling I kicked the wall. My house that I love, that I built with my hands, that I poured myself into; I kicked it and put a hole in the wall and injured my foot.

It was stupid. The tantrum was stupid. I feel stupid.

But even more than that, I am angry at myself. I am angry that I allowed myself to get to the point that I would act that way.

I wasn't being grateful, I wasn't practicing grace and I certainly was no where near feeling joy.

I wanted my children and my husband t…