coming up for air [conditioning]

My brain has not been with blogging lately.  This week has been miserably hot, and we have been fairly busy.

Thursday found me doing the making tape part of painting of son #2's room.  It really needed it worse than son #1's, as you can see by this picture.  The closet, bathroom and ceiling remain to be done.  The bathroom is taped, but not painted.  The closet adjoins the attic and is quite toasty.  Actually the whole endeavor was not very cool.  The A/C is running and cooling a little, but not enough.  A/C man is supposed to come next week.

 

But the room looks better.  It is now "China Blue".  Said child wanted "Pool Party Blue".  This is close, but a little more reserved.   I need a picture without the Bubble Gum/ Dora the Explorer/ Barbie / Pepto-Bismal Pink intruding.  

 

Yesterday the locksmith came and re-keyed all of the locks.  The pool guy showed up and left me with a long list of chemicals to purchase and his cell phone #.  I packed a few boxes of things at "home" to bring to the new house, I made at least half a dozen phone calls to schedule driver's ed, a visit to the orthopedist, trying to locate a matching washer to the dryer we bought, and who knows what else.  A friend of mine came with me to swim in the not-real-clean pool and to see the house.  (We just told ourselves that our boys were swimming in a lake this week, and surely the pool is better, even in its current neglected state.)

Today the furniture people delivered the four items of furniture we bought (2 tables with chairs/stools, a love seat, and a new bed frame for me and the mister).  Kind of cool to see furniture in "the space".  Love how all those HGTV people always oooh and ahhh over "the space".

And then we took off in search of The Washer.  Drove almost to the Texas border to save a couple of hundred bucks.  Worth it?  I don't know, but it is done!

And in a few short minutes, my guys will be back from their week of Boy Scout Camp in Georgia, and so I must go.  

In all the moving, I am missing my down time and my time spent with God.  I make it to Mass in the mornings and not much else.  But, this too shall pass.  The challenge will be to see God in the moving and the negotiating and the mess.  Almost certainly He is there, too.

Oh..... one more thing.  I found this yesterday going through some papers.  This quote was on a paper I got at a Mother's Day of Reflection a year or so ago.

I am nothing.  He is all.  I do nothing on my own.  He does it.  I am God's pencil.

A tiny bit of pencil with which He writes what He likes.

I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God

who is sending a love letter to the world.

God writes through us, and however

imperfect instruments we may be,

He writes beautifully.

~Blessed Mother Teresa

And therein is my blogging philosophy!  :-)  

Gotta run!  My boys are on their way!