Bob returned to work this morning; a new job for the new year. It was strange to see him so nervous and agitated yesterday. Not like him, but I get it. It is hard to imagine, but after years of having no trouble at all in locating his next job, and having never been let go in the way he was, ever, I understand his trepidation/excitement about the first day of work.
We spent the time off doing more around here than we anticipated, which is not to say we did nothing up on the mountain. However, we realize that there will be time enough with his new schedule to get up there and accomplish something, and there will be less pressure to leave so early and rush back home.
Our plans, for the mountain are to finish the bedroom, reroute/replace the plumbing, and hook up the hot water heater. The latter is of utmost importance if we are to be able to stay overnight and work the next morning. It is cold up there.
We have begun with patching and painting first.
Our plan is to remove the wood, and save it of course! We will then put up a vapor barrier and wallboard to match the rest of the walls. This will close up all the gaps that let in the cold, and let out the heat in winter. And vice versa for the summer months.
An event which I will discuss Wednesday has shown me some of the beauty hidden within our forest.
We are becoming accustomed to not having it our way, to waiting for God’s plans for us.
And, in spite of the hiccoughs, we find ourselves enjoying the journey.
Though, if we must be entirely honest, we would like to arrive at our destination a bit more quickly.