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

Thursday, October 06, 2011

Sore Shoulders

I am afraid you all may be sick to death of my blog posts before too long as currently my life is consumed with the ugly, dirty, cluttered and neglected. It stands to reason, then, that it is the ugly, dirty, cluttered and neglected that I record here. 'Tis this new season of my life. That said, I still want record these moments for posterity, for that one day in the distance where we can look back on all it took to make this place OURS. Frankly, I wouldn't come along for the ride if it weren't actually MY life, so I won't expect anyone else to. Unless you are gluttons for punishment. Or Insane.Either way, I fully expect you all to drop off like flies before the month is out.

We ( read: *I*) was very, very, very disappointed (and that doesn't even describe it) to find out the other day that the auction house that was supposed to take almost everything from Grams house instead took almost NOTHING. And so~while these two weeks were supposed to be spent ripping out wallpaper and carpeting and repainting...instead it is clear that the responsibility to clean out the house and rid it of its contents is resting squarely on MY shoulders.

Rooms that look like this, mind you:

(and yes, ALL the rooms are this way.)


I am going in.....

If I am not back in a week~ call for help!
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