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The bane of my military wife experience is not getting to stay where I like it, having to stay too long where I don't and never getting to go where I really want to. Notice a lot of ME! ;) God's will is always superior to mine anyway, but sinful me fights it tooth and nail. This time around we're in a "we thought" lovely old Victorian. We're renting (probably the best thing about this house, aside from the possible history) and can thankfully e-mail the owner when something goes wrong (like it frequently does). Yesterday was one of those days. A long e-mail to the owner included things like, is this house insulated? Our electric bill to have the a/c off most of the time is astronomical! Also included an interesting leak in the dining room ceiling that we've determined comes from running water to either of the bathrooms. Since we're good little tenants we've turned off the water to the toilet so we don't accidentally run it. We've put a bowl and pitchers of water and we're sponge bathing and washing until someone comes out and fixes the leak! I'm glad I'm not paying for it but the things I do to protect my new persian-like rug! And this isn't even getting to the weeds growing through the outlet, the fridge that doesn't really work very well, the bugs EVERYWHERE, the new stove that we bought b/c the other one caught fire twice, the funky outlets that don't work, the weeds everywhere outside, the nails in the carpet, the non-finished wood on the deck - kids can't go out barefoot. The list goes on. I'm learning something here, or God wants us here for something. In my vocation as renter. I'm trying to be responsible and kind, in my vocation as mother, I'm training little guys to not touch anything! In my vocation as wife, I'm trying like mad to not dump it all on my sweetheart, Mr. Top Gun - he's got enough work saving the world! ;) And as a poor miserable sinner, I'm failing miserably! But God is gracious (there's a reason I named all my kids that!) and I'm forgiven and loved beyond all comprehension and thankfully He gave me my forgiving beloved. He gave me an understanding landlord, and beautiful, smart children who love their mommy even when she's a crazy fishwife! In Christ Jenn at Bull Run |
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