Monday, September 13, 2010

What I'm Really Thankful For

It has been almost three months since we lived in the big house ( but not that big house). Ross and I on occasion look frightening similar to the couple depicted in the above cartoon. The scruffy beard, flies, trashcan and most importantly the alcohol in hand seems awfully familiar. It's been a long time since I've been comforted by my "stuff". Last week, I went to visit the stortage containers in hope of locating a few items...this turned out to be a big waste of time. I feel very disassociated from my stuff. In the trailer, I have a couple laundry baskets of clothes, my basic toiletries, my meds and my book (The Girl Who Kicked the Hornets Nest). I really don't know where everything else is and I really don't care. That's the great part of this adventure, you realize what's important and what to be thankful for. So I'm gonna tell you. If your here just for the photos, scroll down a way, but if you want to read some sappy shit...go for it.

I'm thankful for...

My girls. Nicole is a treasure. She has such a great enthusiasum for learning and an infectious energy. I love when she sings for me and our time spent together watching wickedly weird movies. She is beautiful and smart and there is nothing better then when she laughs hysterically. One day she will rule the world...mark my words!!
Christina has a wonderful child-like spirit that I hope she never grows out of. She also has a very wise gentle soul and is a bundle of crazy. She is beautiful and yes you are extremely smart!!!! She is going to be a fabulous teacher someday and an incredible mother.
I am so very proud of them both!! I miss them a whole bunch.
I am the luckiest woman in the world because I have the most talented husband who can do almost anything and do it very well. He works crazy hard and has given up soooo much golf this summer but I know he does it because he wants me to have the home I dream about. Cheers sweetie and stay safe :)
We have great friends and family who have helped us during this scorching summer and given up of their time so we can have this wonderful place to live. You know who you are....you are appreciated!!!
Thanks to the neighbours who have welcomed us into their community and watched us rebuild their schoolhouse. I hope we do it justice.
Thanks to all the trades that have worked on our project and have shown up as promised and done great work. Sorry for any inappropriate humour....well....not really...it's who I am....and I've seen you all pee (your so obvious).
And oh yeah....I'm thankful for my toilet, as you all already know.
So your probably wondering why I'd pick this picture to post and what is it's significance. Why...it's a landing. It's a little hard to get to and to leave but it is progress. Someday very soon(tomorrow) there will be stairs that will take you to it. No more ladders...see it is significant. Something else to be thankful for....don't ever take your stairs for granted cause someday you might not have them and then where would you be. Something to think about.

It's a wee bit hard to see but this is my back door. The electrician asked if I wanted a three-way there....I said yes.
I've finally removed all the brick for the windows and door on the back portion of the schoolhouse. I'm hoping to get the feeling back in my fingers soon.
There is wire strung everywhere. It's fabulous....one step closer.
The knee walls are all up in the bedroom loft. Why are they called knee walls. When I stand up against them it ain't my knees that touch the top rail....no one's knees would. They should be called "booby walls" or something like that.
This one of our electricians hanging our electrical boxes. He's the polite one...he didn't ask me about the you know what.
This is my front door. It's kinda cool seeing the cloud reflected in the glass. Ross tried to hang this door many times (he said alot of very bad words in the process).
I'm not going to tell you what's under this tarp and I can't show you because it would scare the sh#%t out of you. It scares the s#%t out of me, that's why it's so wonderful that I now have a toilet (I promise I won't mention the "toilet" ever again). Fingers crossed :P







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