memories and body aches

I spent about 5 hours yesterday scrubbing the kitchen in our rental…walls, baseboards, cabinets, appliances, everything got a good cleaning. I emptied 4 buckets of dirty water and changed rags every time. My body seriously aches from all the maneuvering. I realized, though, that I was happy and excited to resurrect my kitchen (even though I was disgusted by the buckets of animal hair). Eight years ago, we put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears into our house. We invested so much, not just in fixing up this abandoned foreclosure but also in making it hospitable and inviting.


I started thinking about all the good memories that live in this house. Then I looked outside to see Jeremy, the kids, and the kids across the street working in the yard. It warmed my heart. I know it’s just a house, but it represents a time when we were walking out our family values so well, when the elements of home and community that we hold dear, were always present. I know we’ll have that again. It’s just been interesting times the last couple of years. A new season is coming, I am sure, and I wait for it with anticipation.


While I wait, I might as well get some work done. Off to paint a bathtub today!

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