This happened.
After a lot of patience.
Prayer.
Perseverance.
A hell of a lot of sorting.
Some tears saying goodbye and grieving the passing of American Girls, elementary books, princess stuff, Barbies....
The drawers.
The memories.
OMG the memories and pictures.
Clearly I hold onto WAY TOO MUCH.
The basement.
OMG the basement.
It took me a FULL week to go through it.
Like, 8 hours a day.
Then we got the news.
The inspection report for our house.
It was nothing sort of shocking and disturbing that we had been living in a home that was not safe.
Total God protection.
1.We had to get air conditioning. It was so freaking hot in our house. $$$
2. Toxic radon levels were high. A radon mitigation put in downstairs. $$
3. The house would have been burnt down when we would have put our heat on. Severely burnt wires in the main panel. The electrician said that he has NEVER seen anything so bad in all his years.
4. There was a crack in our water heater. Fire and toxic gas hazard. Replaced. $$$.
And that's just the big stuff.
And here we are in our new place about a mile down the road.
SO much exhaustion. SO much work and sweat. SO much work still to do.
Lovely.
We know it was all supposed to be.
God protected us.
He wanted to challenge our integrity and character.
He wanted to test our FAITH.
"A home should be life-giving and soul refreshing. A soft spot to land on a hard day and a beautiful place to recharge and rejuvenate."
