Day 71 April 26

Before David left for work he checked the floor and there were STILL areas that were too high or needed filled it. So while he was working I was on the task of making this the last time we had to level this area (we still have the foyer to do but that’s where all the appliances and supplies are now). Before when we were doing a larger area of the floor we would use a squeegee broom and David would come in afterwards and feather out the edges with a trowel. Since I was doing a lot of small areas I just used the trowel, and surprisingly really enjoyed it! I think it was the back and forth gliding motion you make and feeling the liquid underneath. Slightly reminded me of icing a cake :o)

After that I went to the loft to finish the wall. While I was mudding the seams for the last time and finally feeling as if I figured out how to do a 45 degree angle wall semi-well, a thought came into my head. It sounds funny, but I felt sorry for this home and the renovations we’ve done because most of it has been the first time we’ve done this stuff. This has been our starter project/guinea pig to our creative minds. Don’t get me wrong, I think it has turned out really well, it’s just the details that maybe only we’ll notice but that I think back to on how that was the first wall I attempted to mud a seam, and that’s why it looks like shit. I know it’s the nature of the beast, and I think it’s also why I can be hesitant to start something new because of the initial mistakes I’ll make and how it won’t be perfect at first (I know, I sound like a perfectionist nut). That is where David and I are completely different and he’s helped me learn, and feel more comfortable to take that first step, as well as accepting that mistakes will happen but in the end we have learned how to do it correctly.

David came home early knowing he wanted to run an errand before small group to get a piece for the tractor to restore its health. With the previous problems with the truck, and the riding lawn mower and tractor not working, it all culminated when David was upstairs trying to scan and print something and the printer wouldn’t’ work. It led to a slight meltdown on his part. He got this crazed look in his eyes and said, “I’m sick of everything being broken in this house!” So David did what he despises most and ran errands to pick up a battery, printer, and tractor attachment. We were successful with the battery and printer but no luck with the tractor piece.

We are both anticipating tomorrow’s progress with the floor, and praying for as smooth of sailing as is realistic. David’s coworker, Ben, has offered to help AGAIN and is coming over tomorrow morning at 7. Have I mentioned how much of God sent he has been? What a guy :o) I have training tomorrow until 2 so depending on their progress I may or may not be of any help. We’ll see!!