Thoughts on gratefulness and renting…


It is Friday night, I am sore and very tired, but so very thankful at this moment. I only had to work at my job in the morning today and so was able to spend the afternoon at our new house sweeping and vacuuming up twenty-five pounds of drywall dust.  We are ready for paint, people!  The job was very dusty and tedious, but fun in a sort of “this-job-sucks-but-it-is-getting-me-closer-to-something-really-amazing” kind of way.hard work pays off

I have just finished a long, hot bath and hopefully have most of the dust out of my hair but I think I will be blowing the stuff out of my nose for the next week or so.  Guess I should have worn one of those mask thingies ;-).  Anyway, I am grateful to have such a productive afternoon, grateful for my long, hot bath, but especially grateful for my 17-year-0ld son who almost made me cry when he offered to take his younger brother to hockey practice after supper.  That was going to be my task for the evening and doesn’t really sound all that bad, does it?  However, his practice is located where we are going to live once we move into our new house and that is currently over 35 minutes away.  So, 40 minute drive + be there 20 minutes early + 1 hour practice + 15 minutes to take off equipment and shower + 40 minute drive home = ALMOST THREE HOURS  added onto the end of a very tired mom’s day.  So yes, I did kiss my 17-year-old and yes, he did say “ewwww, Mom!!!”, and no, I don’t care that he pretends he doesn’t like it–I’m grateful.


I am also grateful we have somewhere to live while we are building–a rental house.  No, everyone does not have their own bedroom and the floor plan is not at all conducive to the way we live, and the fixtures and finishes in the house are not at all “my style”, but it works for us for now.

This particular situation has taught me something very important about myself, however.

  • We haven’t really unpacked from six months ago when we moved in.
  • I am using only essential items in the kitchen and bathrooms.
  • No art hangs on the walls except for a few things that, by happy accident, looked “ok” hanging on an existing nail or screw (there was no way I was going to be nailing things into the wall only to have to patch them up before we left).
  • We sold all of our “good” living room furniture before we moved and so we are using our destined for the dump “basement hang out” furniture in the living room until we move.
  • Many rooms have boxes along one wall or stacked in the corner awaiting MOVE #2.
  • The entire basement is full of labelled stacks of boxes awaiting MOVE #2.  (See my previous post with lots of moving tips.)

All of the reasons above add up to one really big realization about my personality or how God made me or whatever you want to call it: I NEED TO HAVE A VISUALLY PLEASING ENVIRONMENT TO COME HOME TO EACH NIGHT IN ORDER TO NURTURE MY FAMILY AND PRESERVE MY OWN MENTAL HEALTH!   There, I said it.  It sounds so selfish, right?  But it is just the way I am, now I know.  I like to have a pleasant, and calm, and settled-feeling house to live in with my family and our rental house is not that.

You may be thinking, “Well, they did live there for six months, why didn’t she put the effort in to make it look a bit more homey?”  My answer is, I did try.  My rules for OPERATION: MAKE RENTAL FEEL LIKE HOME were that 1.) I was not going to unpack any of my home decor boxes and 2.) I would embrace my inner minimalist.  That basically lasted for one month and then I broke down and went to IKEA to get a few plants & pots and colorful boxes to store some office supplies in–boxes can be used for MOVE #2, right?  However, that was just the home office area which is squeezed in along one wall of the dining room and all of the fun IKEA purchases still couldn’t compete with the large, gold chandelier theme we have going on in the rental house.  #stuckinthe90s

Well, here we are–three weeks away from MOVE #2 and it is already time for me to contemplate which items we will be bringing over to the basement in the new house first.  We made it–I am still sane–I am definitely grateful.  BUT… I sure can’t wait to spend my Christmas Break nesting in our new house.  #bestchristmasgiftever

Thanks for stopping by and come again real soon!   Tina

2 Replies to “Thoughts on gratefulness and renting…”

  1. You amaze me! Whether you like it or not, you have a lot of your Mother in you.

    1. says: Reply

      Ha ha! The having grumpy teenager kids part or the Ikea addiction?… 😉

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