What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Sickening



A Lovely view, isn't it?

This has been our view since November. (And you wonder why I didn't bother with outdoor lights this past Christmas!?)

I am about sick to death of looking at construction workers, tripping over hose, catching flying bits of insulation, having my grass painted with drywall goo, answering the door to construction workers when they need something, feeling trapped in my own home, and just plain LOOKING at this mess.

Call me crabby, I admit it. I think our landlords should offer us a discount or SOMETHING for all that we have to put up with.

Once, get this!, there were NINE trucks parked our driveway NOT including the big Mack and I couldn't even get INTO MY OWN DRIVEWAY! I had, coincidentally, just returned from a grocery shopping trip and had to trudge, arms brimming for about five trips. I probably walked a mile that day, just getting the groceries INDOORS.

So I have a right to be a crab. Don't I?!?!



Wouldn't you?!? If you had to stare at THIS all day long? It is a far cry from my beautiful patio retreat from last year...that's for sure. Just look!



I mean, WHO wants to wake up to THIS every morning?!? Or rather...What WOMAN would want to wake up to THIS every morning?!?



Certainly not I.

I have had the grumblies about this for a while, but never more so than now. The weather is now warm enough to move my patio set back out of doors and for the children and I to enjoy the sun on a daily basis. It has been made increasingly clear, however, that what has worked in the past for us, is NOT going to work now. I certianly CAN NOT use the patio for my patio furniture, for my plants or for ANYTHING that resembles beauty.

Wanna know the worst part?!

Brace yourselves, people because you might have a heart attack. I nearly did.

The men~those men I have been so kind and smiley toward?! They took all of my potted perennials (with lovely pots-some ceramic!) and pitched them. Smashed them up in the dump truck and threw them out. Without ANY thought to whose they might have been! Many of the perennials had been thinned out by friends, but had I bought them, I would have spent a fortune. And I DID buy the pots.

So~ this year, I have to start fresh. In LOTS of ways.

I need to find a new spot for my patio.

I need to get more perennials, if I want to enjoy my flowers.

I need to buy more pots.

And when I do, maybe I ought to put alarm systems on them this time!
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