The ceiling stayed up.
John came and put in all the trim:
The floor got somewhat leveled.
The carpet came in.
And got put down, along with the tile:
The painters came back and touched everything up:
And the room is pretty much done!
(For those of you who can still trace the crack in the picture window — not to worry. A new one is ordered and will be installed in another week or so.
Thank you, Jesus! I am so tired I could cry, but so happy I want to dance.
The curtains and the rods are ordered. Some are here, some are back ordered.
Somehow it doesn’t really matter too much.
That icky, icky floor is finally covered, and the carpet guys did a wonderful job.
Still no furniture, but Oldest Son has agreed to “help” us shop for some this weekend.
The boys and their wives are coming this weekend, and my heart sings for joy!
And tonight, just hours after the carpet was finished, Certain Man pushed and pulled the piano into its rightful place,
. . . and our friends gathered in for a small group sing-along followed by a prayer meeting.
It’s still the thing I like to do best with these gifts that God has entrusted into our care.
What a blessing it is to have friends who love us enough to come.
It is a gift that I never take for granted.