I just got rid of a lot of paint.
I'm amazed at how many half empty or unloved cans I was storing--- and I still kept probably at least another dozen more cans!
Why on earth did I squirrel them away? We've all got so much stuff.
It bursts out of closets and drawers.
Attics and garages groan with magazines, tools, ornaments, tangled lights, beach chairs, old clothes, books, cassette tapes and videotapes and piles and piles of things that no one uses or needs that we can't bear to throw away.
But I've got my second wind. Going back in and tossing out.
And I'm also repairing. And rebuilding. And turning my home more and more into the home I have always hoped for and believed I could have.
I am insanely happy working on my house. If someone asked me... "what do you like to do in your spare time?" I would most likely say, "Work on my house!"
Oh, don't get me wrong. I love spending the day at the beach or picnic in the park or a drive through the country and hanging out with friends. I get that.
But there is nothing like climbing into bed at night after a long, hard day of work having crossed off so many things off of my list of "to do's".
I've had a check list for years now. but after a month of weekends, I have crossed a lot of (little and large) chores off.
It is amazing what we can repair ourselves once we know how to do it and not be intimidated by the task. The biggest lesson I have learned is that to get all the things you need to get fixed.... (like drilling holes into concrete) all you really need are the proper tools. When you have the proper tools, you can do annyyyythiiiing.
I'm grateful that Jesus was a carpenter.... because I'm not sure if we would have all these marvelous tools if not for the son of God needing them back in the day.
And I'm grateful to all the other men in the construction field who invented the tools and named them after themselves. Like Phillip Screwdriver. And Brad nails. And Allen Wrenches. And Stanley measuring tape.
One more weekend and I'm done working on the house for the summer. It's been exciting, no doubt. And so rewarding.
Photos to follow...
I'm amazed at how many half empty or unloved cans I was storing--- and I still kept probably at least another dozen more cans!
Why on earth did I squirrel them away? We've all got so much stuff.
It bursts out of closets and drawers.
Attics and garages groan with magazines, tools, ornaments, tangled lights, beach chairs, old clothes, books, cassette tapes and videotapes and piles and piles of things that no one uses or needs that we can't bear to throw away.
But I've got my second wind. Going back in and tossing out.
And I'm also repairing. And rebuilding. And turning my home more and more into the home I have always hoped for and believed I could have.
I am insanely happy working on my house. If someone asked me... "what do you like to do in your spare time?" I would most likely say, "Work on my house!"
Oh, don't get me wrong. I love spending the day at the beach or picnic in the park or a drive through the country and hanging out with friends. I get that.
But there is nothing like climbing into bed at night after a long, hard day of work having crossed off so many things off of my list of "to do's".
I've had a check list for years now. but after a month of weekends, I have crossed a lot of (little and large) chores off.
It is amazing what we can repair ourselves once we know how to do it and not be intimidated by the task. The biggest lesson I have learned is that to get all the things you need to get fixed.... (like drilling holes into concrete) all you really need are the proper tools. When you have the proper tools, you can do annyyyythiiiing.
I'm grateful that Jesus was a carpenter.... because I'm not sure if we would have all these marvelous tools if not for the son of God needing them back in the day.
And I'm grateful to all the other men in the construction field who invented the tools and named them after themselves. Like Phillip Screwdriver. And Brad nails. And Allen Wrenches. And Stanley measuring tape.
One more weekend and I'm done working on the house for the summer. It's been exciting, no doubt. And so rewarding.
Photos to follow...
