I’m not thankful for waking at 2:30 am. However what awakened me is thankfulness.
I am thankful that this time tomorrow night we will more than likely be sleeping our first night in the old house. We have seriously worked so hard this week to check off all the things failed from last weeks final inspection. It was a pretty hefty list .
I am thankful for landscaping going in tomorrow. The budget doesn’t call for flowers but when a wedding is in the very near future, pretty flowers are a must. I am thankful for amazingly talented friends who vision beauty and who will make it happen. He stopped last night with his handy dandy spray can on a stick and started laying out the plan. I giggled and jumped around a little. He said “Its going to look better.” Really? I said “come on! I can make it look better just by pulling the giant weeds. I know you are going to make it so beautiful, and I am thankful.”
Wedding plans are progressing. It’s moved from planning to doing. Courtney stopped by today and we got into a little disagreement. She is overwhelmed, I am overwhelmed, Steve is overwhelmed. We are all 3 pleasers. Can’t we just all get along!!! She storms off. I’m mad and Steve is trying to settle the two women he loves the most. “Please just call her and talk her off the ledge” Yes dear.
I am thankful that even though emotions are high and there is much to do, we can step back and realize that this time will not be forever. Life will return to normal, there will be an amazing wedding and our family unit will survive and thrive.
Friends stop by. They apologize for dropping by unannounced. Oh please……
As we walk through the house she gushes over the beauty. I fill with pride. Good pride, not haughty, look at us pride. The pride of what the old house used to be and what it is today. Pride of the accomplishments through hard work and perseverance. They are such good friends. Friends that we have walked beside through really hard times. Friends who we have laughed and cried with. Friends who we do life with.
This friend can talk to a door post. Kind of like me. As I tour with her, we come around the corner and he’s standing in naked girls stairway talking to the stair guy. Well of course he knows Jeff, he knows everyone!!! He’s kind and thoughtful. He makes who never he is around comfortable. I hear him talk about how God is incredible and how he gives all praise to Him. Through sickness, through pain all praise goes to Him.
We stand around the kitchen, the dirty kitchen. The kitchen I look forward to feeding people from. As we stand there, I dream of hosting friends. Steve comes in. He smiles. He hugs. I’m thankful.
We are cleaning up to go home. I think it’s 9:00pm. Jeff the stair guy is still here too. I told him months ago that if you work at our house you are family whether you like it or not. Just work with it. I’m thankful that even non blood family’s members can sit on the stairs and talk about life. They can tell how the last few years have been difficult but through prayer and Gods plan for their life things are going to be ok. I am thankful that God has blessed us with talented and super nice people for subs at the old house.
Another friend has offered to video the wedding. He came over tonight so we could plan. We talked and laughed. There was so much commotion going on all at the same time.
The camera needs to be here and the light needs to be there. No you will be in the way of the flower girl and dont forget Fender will be here too. Oh Yea I lost the battle of the dog being in the wedding.
The car will pull up here and we don’t want you to be hit by any passing cars.
Oh call the city and see if we can block the street. Oh just block it off, it’s 10 minutes for goodness sake. Um…..no.
He’s walking around snapping pictures. Courtney had tried a new makeup and she looked absolutely gorgeous. She will be the most beautiful bride.
There is talk about a flag bow tie. Oh please no
Another is watching from the porch and decides to snap pictures of me being silly. I will get you back. Thank you for being here.
So much going on. Missing small group again.
Life is full. It is so full that some days I just want to pull the covers over my head and hide. Nope that’s August 20th. I have declared that Charma Day!
Today I will put my feet on the floor, hopefully after a couple more hours of sleep, and I will make it a great day. Because I have that choice.
Also because the floors will not get down without me. The floors and I are one.
the girl who be thankful but might need reminded once in a while.