Walked a mile. Only a mile because we stopped and talked to our neighbor and friend (and firefighter) Jonathan. We haven’t seen him in a long time, so we had a lot of catching up to do. Great guy.
The other reason we cut the walk short was so we could get back home and start working again. This time the main goal was to get the windows washed while the screens were still down. We worked the rest of the morning on that, and we only finished the front.
After some lunch we went ahead and bit the bullet and ordered a new dishwasher. Won’t be delivered until November 1, though. But that cost has officially been added to our ever-growing housing expenditures. Feels like we’re back in 2008, rebuilding after Hurricane Ike.
Then it was back at the window thing again. We washed ‘em and windexed ‘em and got the screens all hung back up. Well, except for the two that are riddled with holes. Chris has just about talked herself into not even putting screens back in those two windows. I’m all for the savings. Of time, I mean. Of course. We did some sweeping up of errant nails and a multitude of paint chips, too. So, windows … check.
Psalms 34:18 says, The Lord is near the brokenhearted; He saves those crushed in spirit.
Father, thank you for our neighbors Jonathan and Brandy and Hunter and their newest addition, the puppy named Moe. Bless them. Amen.
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