"Keeping Our Heads Above Water - Chapter 24"

Month 4 Has Begun......

This tough Winter is behind us and a fresh new Spring, a new beginning, is in front of us with lime green grass, heavy lightning, daffodils and wisteria growing wild on the sides of these East Texas roads.....and hope is in our hearts.

 Our general contractor, Mark Johnson, says we are about a month away from moving back home....a home we miss and are so beyond home-sick to be back in.....

When you walk into our home these days, you no longer have to watch your step to avoid falling into the dirt below.  We are now level with the walls cause we have a secure foundation and are now in the throes of sheetrock.  Sheetrock just has this amazing way of making a home look a lot more like home, you know?

We have been busy picking out paint colors, just waiting for Mark to say the word "GO" once the tape and bedding is complete.

We are opening up doorways that were too small for Chuck's wheelchair to easily travel through BF (Before-Flood) and we think we have a cool plan for the ugly bathroom window I can't afford to replace.....Pinterest, Photoshop and Jackie Carlson have become my new best friends......

To save money, we are spray painting all brass fixtures from gold to pewter and the new wood floors have been ordered.  Tile has been selected and patiently sitting in the garage next to the brand smackin' new (non-green) toilet.

Molly has this wild notion she is some crazy-great decorator, and offering her own opinions and decorating advice while at Home Depot has become a common occurrence......she can be quite sassy when we don't agree with her.....

.....and the missing master bathroom vanity drawer that had been lost since December.....has been FOUND.  After crawling on my hands and knees through our stored furniture in our neighbor's garage, a beam of light from Heaven shined brightly down upon it.....as well as the full box of Q-tips still in it.  Go figure.....

And the man that belongs to this ring?  Well, I can't imagine going through ALL of this.....including the monster rat eating through my Jeep's electrical system last week....without Chuck.  He has been solid-as-a-rock when I've been curled up in a fetal position worrying about how we were going to make it. 

It's called "Faith" he says to me....."Just Have Faith, Liz".