Tomorrow my living room will be filled with tools and garbage cans to collect construction debris from our bathroom. It’s one of those things that has gotten to the point where it has to happen. I’m surprised to find I’m not more excited. Instead, I just feel tired.
The timing of the repairs feels bad all around. I’m not feeling well. It’s been a few years now, but lately I just feel zapped.
I’m holding onto two verses right now.
“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.”
“but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40:31
Hannah just walked in, seated herself all prim and proper and asked what I’m doing. I told her I was writing a blog post. As soon as the words came out of my mouth I realized I was also procrastinating. I need to clean out the garage to make room for the construction tools. I need to clean out the linen closet as well. Mostly, I need to prepare for disruption in my life.
Hannah is adorable. She is going through a Prairie phase as you can see from her dress. I remember loving Little House on The Prairie when I was her age. I actually feel like some sort of pioneer. Although I don’t look the part. She doesn’t seem to mind at all that I’m dressed in camouflage.