Sunday, August 2, 2015

August 2 – “It sure was …”

We were back on the homeowner repair bandwagon yesterday.  This time we were at Kel and Christina’s new house.  They somehow managed to get everything unloaded off of both U-Haul’s without our assistance.  Gee.  Sorry I missed that one.  I had to officiate a wedding during the download time (Thank you, Steve and Sheri.  Oh, and congrats).  Actually, I was also on an anti-dehydration regimen at the time, so Chris wasn’t letting me out of the house so she could effectively monitor my fluid intake.

We had several projects to attend to.  Of course just getting the kids all packed up and moved from our house was where we started.  Oddly enough, they seemed very motivated, though.  One would think they were ready to get away from Nana and DadDad’s house.  Surely that was not the case.  But with their clothes and video games and board games, and all the stuff from their refrigerator, and the last-second stuff that just wouldn’t fit anywhere else, step one took a while.  Micah and Noa were up and ready to leave early on.  Jachin, the almost-teenager slept in, as did Josiah, the asthma-attack-throughout-the-night-finally-sleeping.  They came with us later in the morning.

After locating all the pieces in the pile of everything that is now their garage, we started out by setting up the bunk beds in what will be Micah and Josiah’s room.  Micah helped out by loaning us a tool from his new tool kit.  That happened several times during the day, in fact.  Jachin did some of the lifting, and Josiah tested the strength of the new structure at various stages of the construction efforts.  The bunks finally made their appearance, as did Jachin’s new perch – a mattress in the floor of that same room.

Which brings up the second project.  That began after lunch – some of the best never-ending sandwiches I have ever had - provided and put together by Chef Art, Christina’s Dad.  The room that will be Jachin’s had a problem.  The previous occupants of the house had allowed a very distinctive, clearly urine-based odor to attach itself to the carpet.  The contract-ordered steam cleaning caused the smell to mingle with the chemicals cleaning agents to produce a unique aroma all its own.  The decision was made early on that the carpet must go.  In fact all of the carpet is slated for the dumpster eventually, but for Jachin to stay in that room, we had project number two – get it out.  That’s where old DadDad disappeared to after lunch.  Kel and Art had return the U-Haul duty.  Chris tackled a deep cleaning of the refrigerator, and she worked with Christina on organizing the pantry.  That carpet was nasty.  When I pulled it up, there was a horrific stain on the underside, and that original smell was released in full force.  Yep.  The carpet must go.  And the padding.  And there was even a stain on the decking beneath.  Kel and I tossed the offending the carpet out the second story window. 

Meanwhile back in the kitchen, the girls discovered that the sink leaked.  One of the seals was obviously broken, moving this to the top of the project list.  It meant a quick trip to Home Depot, though.  That wasn’t so bad.  Kel and I headed out.  Sure seemed like a long drive to me.  We had to get on the freeway to get there.  Kel assured me it wasn’t really any longer time-wise than a trip to … anywhere on the Island.  I think he’s been a mainlander too long.  We made it, though, and picked up the necessary parts for the sink project.  And the dryer project – he had to install a different plug so it would fit the house’s connection.  And some new keys – his house has some kind of magic key system.  And a can of Kilz paint, a roller and a stick extender – he plans to paint the floor in Jachin’s room to cover over the stain and he didn’t want to have to bend over to do it.  Efficient use of technology.  We were also supposed to get some kind of threshold for the back door, but we forgot.  Sorry, Christina, I guess our project sensor was just on overload.  But I’m sure it will be no problem for Kel to get back on the freeway again and make that long journey back to Home Depot. 

We got the sink project completed with just one glitch, and the dryer replacement took a quick YouTube view to get our bearings, but it, too, proved conquerable.  Kel handled the re-keying, and I decided to leave the floor painting in his hands as well.  After a quick slice of pizza, Chris and I headed home.  Well, almost home.  When we were at Home Depot Nathan called to ask a question about repairing his hot water heater.  Way beyond my meager homeowner field of expertise.  I did manage to price new ones for him.  I think that served to fuel his determination for repair, however.  We went by his house to see how that was coming.  He had the new part already installed and was in the testing phase when we arrived.  Everything seemed to be a go, so we left and came back home.  After a quick shower, we settled down on the couch and realized something that seemed odd.  It was … that’s it … it sure was quiet.

Philippians 4:6-7 says, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”


Father, thank you for moments like the quiet after the grandkids leave.  Thank you more for the chaos while the grandkids are here.  Way more fun.  Amen.

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