Monday, April 29, 2013

Lessons from an overgrown yard

We are first time home owners and we do not yet own a lawn mower.  I'll just start there, because that is really what instigated this little learning experience to begin with.  But it's spring and grass is growing all around us.  And recently, the grass (and weeds) in our yard could be said to have been slightly out of control.

And it was driving me crazy.

And I don't have a picture of it, because it was ugly and I couldn't even think of taking a picture because I could only think of having it cut and not having a lawn mower and needing a lawn mower and being willing to pay [almost] anything for it or for some willing teenager to cut it for us.

Only I didn't say this very plainly to the hubs.  Instead I complained a little about it and asked a few times over and over again about buying a lawn mower.  And as he always does, my sweet and thoughtful husband began to do his research.  He began a quest to find the best deal on the most reliable, good for our yard lawn mower.

In the meantime, I was just going crazy.  And I didn't care about his research.  And because I only asked about the lawn mower and never told him how I felt about the current state of the yard, he didn't know that.

And then I finally couldn't stand it anymore and told him pretty straight forwardly how much the grass was annoying me.  I was annoyed when I looked at it, when I thought about it, and when I saw him doing anything on the computer other than deciding on a lawn mower to buy.  Within 5 minutes, he had a lawn mower (which he borrowed from our neighbor) and was cutting the grass.

And in that moment, I was reminded that I really have the best husband in the world.  Don't get me wrong, I realize I'm biased and this might seem like a strange way to be reminded of this, but in that moment, I all of a sudden was reminded that he really cares about making me happy.  As soon as I let him know how badly I wanted the grass cut that day (more so than having the best lawn mower that day), he immediately took care of it.  Second, I was reminded of how much he cares about making wise decisions in even the small things.  There are lawn mowers for sale all over the place, but he is consistently helping us be good stewards of our resources by learning about things that we need and determining the best thing for us in any given situation.  This has helped us be more responsible with our finances and has helped us be more thoughtful in the things that we fill our home with.

It was a silly way to be reminded of this, but I'm certainly happy to have been.  I really love that man.

*Disclaimer:  All of this happened in the course of one Saturday.  I realize the story makes it sound really dramatic and drawn out.  That's only because as it was happening, it felt like a big deal to me.  In hindsight, it was totally a tiny thing.  We had a really great day that day.

And I really do love our yard...and these beautiful pink flowers that are blossoming near the porch:

Friday, April 26, 2013

Friday Finds

First of all, HAPPY FRIDAY!  I don't know about you, but I feel like Fridays always come just on time.  Fridays around my office are usually slower, which surprisingly enough tends to make me feel more productive as I have time to catch up on work that has accumulated during the week.

To celebrate Friday, here's a fun little find.   It's nothing spectacular and is in fact, pretty boring.  But I think it's good to recognize and celebrate even tiny things.  

So here it is - the very first "Friday Find".  

Department Store Coupons

Here's why I like these:
  1. There are three of them.  Delivered by the same postman on the same day to the same house to different people, none of whom live here.  I only recognize one name and that's the lady that lived here before us. 
  2. I don't have anything to buy from the mall right now, but it's good to know that when I do, I will likely have an extra 20% off (times 3 depending on how many trips I make). 
What little thing or things have you found recently?

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Mini Vacay

Last week because of Easter, we had the great opportunity to spend time with our families celebrating the resurrection of Christ.  It's always a sweet time with our families and even more so when we can take some time to relax and celebrate our faith. We were able to take a couple of days off of work the week after Easter, which allowed us to take a quick trip to the beach.  Of course, it's still too cold to be in the water, but being close by makes me so happy.

Favorite picture of the trip

Around town

Lots and lots of boats

And after that little taste of the beach, I'm ready to be back.  Did I mention how happy I was that Spring has sprung?  I want to be outside all the time.  (I'm also really excited to start wearing dresses on the regular again.  I was over my winter wardrobe by about week 3.)

Monday, April 8, 2013

Enjoying our home.

I'm almost ready for a break from the house pictures.  We've been doing lots of work around here, but I haven't been too great at taking pictures of the progress. In honor of the BEAUTIFUL weather we've been having and because I realize I still haven't posted a picture of the house or the yard, I thought I'd share just a couple today. 

So here it is - our little home sweet home.

As I'm writing this, I'm sitting on the back porch listening to the bumble bees and watching little bunny fru fru hop through the yard (if you look closely, you can kind of see him in the back of the yard). 

What a sweet life we live - constantly reminded of God's goodness.  

Happy Spring!

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows."  James 1:17

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Paint, scaffolding, freak out and calm down

We gave ourselves 2 weekends and the week between to get everything moved into the house and get most of the painting done.  Ultimately, we decided to paint most of the rooms in the house (and I think we'll eventually get to the others in the months to come).  I planned to start painting on our closing day so that we would have a head start before my parents got there on Saturday, but I ended up being too scared to start and wasn't really sure what to do.  So, hubs and I took off all the plate covers for the electrical outlets and light switches and moved some of the things over from our apartment.  

Thank goodness for the help of our families who helped us during this time to paint and move furniture.  I am happy to report that while things are still in boxes around our house, we are fully moved in and I feel confident painting the rest on my own when we have a little bit of down time.  

Daddy and Sister taking down the pear decals in the kitchen

 Hubs getting the curtain rods down

Priming the master bedroom

Work in the kitchen

Miss in the dining room (aka UNC room, per the blue paint)

The next part happened the second weekend.  We have 2 story walls in the entryway, the hallway by the stairs, and on two sides of the living room.  I went back and forth over whether or not to paint them.  I really wanted them to be a warm, beige color, but was so nervous about how to actually get them painted.  And, I loved the beautiful green in the entryway, but it needed touching up and I had no idea what the original color was and with the dining room and kitchen different colors, I felt like I was in a crayon box.  

My dad reassured me that we would be able to paint these walls and I spent the whole week hoping he was right.  Then, he said that he thought we would need to rent scaffolding.  He told me this about 3 days before he was planning to come up.  Now, I've seen scaffolding before but I've never been to a hardware store and rented it (actually, still haven't.  The boys did that.)  And as silly as it sounds now, I had a major meltdown.  Like a real, I could recognize the crazy, stress out.  My dad even asked me how hubs was taking it when I was venting to him on the phone.  Of course, hubs was taking it fine (just calmly listening to me stress out) and rightly so.  The scaffolding came and went without a hitch.  My brother was in town for his spring break and was able to help out.  Having 3 boys around was a great blessing as we were able to make a lot of progress and get the two story walls done.  

 The boys and their scaffolding

And after all of that, I feel like I could paint any of the regular, four walled, one story rooms any free weekend.  I'm actually really looking forward to it.