Life is a Balancing Act
Something is always breaking, getting old, or falling apart at our house. In the beginning we had little children who would snap off hoses, dig up my back lawn, or have water fights jumping through the window and running through the house. Though there are things that just wear out too. The battle to keep up with everything is interesting. Many things wait till it becomes no. 1 on the list.
This fall it's the bathroom/garage. 14 plus years ago we had a fire and had lots of construction done in that part of the house. Nothing since. I was bothered by the fact that the Sheetrock was peeling and shredding and it looked like occasionally there was something leaking. There were ominous signs in the bathroom itself. With kids going to universities and missions and generally just being expensive, putting off repairs just seemed like it was OK.
We've talked about the downstairs bathroom (we're still in the discussion stage) and Anthony Durst did a quick fix-someday-to-be-done-right-job for us because we had company coming. This summer was full of Wedding, vacations, camps, and relatives from out of town.
Then a week or so ago, I looked out the window and saw my friend (who is pregnant with her seventh child) pushing a baby in a stroller and walking with her sister-in-law passing out brochures. When I walked out to say howdy she mentioned that her husband just finished a big job and was now looking for another and would do painting work, though that isn't his favorite.