Verse of the Day:
“Trouble and distress have come upon me, but your commands are my delight.” (Psalm 119:143)
Today was another one of those physically challenging days.
I had a few things I needed to do before 1pm. (I needed to be home by 1pm because the water service man was scheduled to stop by to do a water test.)
First, I wanted to complete my goals for this week's Master Bedroom organizational project, but that took more time than I anticipated. I wanted to store all of our comforters and extra pillows in a Spacebag. Well, the first 3 pillows I wanted to store were already being stored in a plastic vinyl bag under our bed. When I took them out, they were moist and moldy. Then, I noticed that another bedding set I stored in a Spacebag was all "poofed" out. I wondered why and so I took it out from under the bed to inspect the bag. I couldn't feel any "leaks" and so I vacuumed the Spacebag to compress it again. A few hours later, the bag was "poofed" out again, so I realized there is a leak and moist and moldy air could have gotten into the bag. That made me realize that I needed to wash and dry that bedding set again and it made me realize that I needed to wash and dry all my comforters before storing them just to make sure they're clean from mold.
I then needed to clean the bathtub since that is my bathroom area for the week. It was about 9am when I did this and it was this chore that just set the tone for my day, physically. Although I use Scrubbing Bubbles to help me with the soap scum, I still get down on my hands and knees to scrub the tub just to make sure it's clean. It was this activity that strained my back for the day and so the rest of the day afterwards I was in pain.
I needed to go to the Township to drop off the permit applications that DearHubby filled out last night. DearDaughter and I left at 10:15am. All seemed great at the Township until the secretary asked me if I had a septic/well system or city sewer/water system. When I told her that we had a septic/well system she told me that unless the Board of Health approved our addition, she could not accept the applications. I almost cried when she told me that because I was just there a few weeks earlier to submit the same applications and at that point could have been told what the requirements are and could have taken care of that issue at the same time we took care of our other septic issue. So, I ran back home to get our septic files again and drove to the Board of Health (AGAIN). Well, when I got to the Board of Health, the secretary there gave me a sheet of paper with a LONG list of things that needed to be submitted for this addition approval and the approval process takes 5-7 days and then the Township's permit approval process takes another 5-7 days. Don't they know that pregnant women are on a time schedule? Don't they have any sympathy for a pregnant woman with a toddler running back and forth? As I listened to this approval process time, I thought, "we need to push the project back at least 2 weeks!" This means that I will be around 35 weeks in my pregnancy when we even start the project! Is this new baby room worth it to do now or should we wait until after the baby's born? Well, the positive side to all this is that it buys us more time to get our loose ends tied up.
After the visit to the Board of Health, DearDaughter and I ran to Wal-Mart (again) to purchase more Spacebags. By this time it was about 12:30pm and so I went through McDonald's drive-thru for a Big Mac.
I got home in time for the water service man's appointment. Yet, the frustrating part was that he didn't even show up when he was supposed to. While waiting, I played on the floor with DearDaughter.
Well, I had not gotten dinner prepared because I didn't want to be in the middle of making dinner while the water man showed up and so I waited and waited and waited. It was too late to start dinner by the time he showed up and so when he left, DearDaughter and I went out to the local BBQ stand. They ran out of chicken and so we tried their ribs tonight. They were yummy.
So, that was my physically hard day. It was hard because I ran all these errands and getting in and out of the car just agitated my back all the more. In addition, getting DearDaughter in and out of a 2-door sports car doesn't help either nor does sitting and playing on the floor.
One thing I am thankful for is that despite this hard day, I didn't grow impatient with DearDaughter at all. God is good in providing me His strength in that way.
Time to rest.
In Pursuit of His Call