Let me explain. About a year ago, we had our kitchen gutted,
and we totally redid as much as the space and our money could go. I finally got
my long awaited window seat. I was fresh out of Mayo and so tired of looking at
boxes that we just placed, or actually hid a few in the window seat. We did our
best filling in shelves, but now realize that some need some revisions.
The window seat was not finished on the interior, so my
brilliant hubby purchased some wood to place on the floor. It ended up being
slightly more difficult than that sentence appears, but we didn’t need a
divorce lawyer to finish the assignment. I was meanwhile working on combining
some shelves and placing more appropriate things on the lowest shelves. Guess
what? That entailed the OVER FIVE POUNDS plus NO BENDING OR TWISTING rules
being ignored. Oops! Double oops! I lasted close to an hour before God was
bopping me on the head and reminding me that he had once given me a conscience
that had my angelic personality carefully following all rules. Well, it must be
lost under one of my few remaining brain cells or filed away with some cool,
retro, disco moves.
I was figuring out that completing the kitchen in one day
was like telling me to run a marathon. It wasn’t going to happen. Minor changes
aren’t quite minor when you catch a glimpse of Bob or me. Meanwhile Bob had out
a sledgehammer in hand while he gently placed wood between some 2 x 4’s. He was
muttering words that my new and improved angelic personality should not witness.
Yo Bob! Let’s not get God too frustrated with us. He’s already scolding me for
not following doctor instructions. How about he not remind you to vary your
vocabulary when frustrated or put a lid on your built up anger? Relax honey.
Well, the kitchen still is not finished, but we are making
progress in there. Various pain medications helped calm stressed bodies. New
meditations techniques were well suited for these past days and sure came in
handy. Our bodies both went on strike leaving us horizontal with the thought of
my blog no place in sight. Well, I’m moving now so hand me the computer.
All things are fine. Our kitchen will hopefully be completed
before Ollie graduates from college. We will attempt to remember moderation as
we decide whether we still need that bread maker or my mom’s old electric
skillet. I’ve apologized to my body and promise to keep bends or twists at a
minimum. (Wish me luck on that one!) We’ll have you over for dinner as soon as
we finish. What are your plans for
February 2028? Life is good.
God Uses My Chronic Pain to Prove that Life is Good:
- He bops both you and your spouse when you don’t follow
instructions, which provides you with more together time.
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