Remember when we moved into this tiny summer apartment and I was all “Oh, this is so awesome and quaint, I could do this forever.”
Yeah, well. Not so much.
Although, to be fair, it’s not the space itself that’s getting to me. It’s the Wild Boys. They’ve, apparently, lost their minds. They’ve become extremely whiney and way more physical with each other than normal. And I’m losing sanity cells, y’all. One repeated question at a time. I suspect that part of the problem lies in them being cooped up here in the apartment.
So, while I do indeed still like our compact living space, I’m very much looking forward later this week going from this:
Oh, and see that lovely space outside the kitchen window? It’s a crazy little thing called a “backyard”. It has such novelties as a “playhouse” and “trampoline”. Praise the Lord.
Now we just have to try and not turn gray worrying about how we’re going to pay for it. If God provides the house, he’ll surely provide the means to keep it, right? (Working on a couple of eBooks right now, btw. Stay tuned. )
Until then, pray for us all.