May 6 – “Potty Purchasing”

Today we purchased some potties.  I didn't know there were so many specifications involved in potty-purchasing.  Oh, but Chris did.  She had been on line and once again done extensive research.  There was flush power (or something like that) and seat height (we got chair height for Mom's bathroom and standard for ours) and distance from the back wall to the center of the hole in the floor and shape of the pot itself (we got one of each, a round one for ours because it gives more space and an oval one for Mom's because it provides more sitting area?!).  And they are both white.  We also got the rest of the light fixtures.  I thought we were almost through there, too, but we needed two for the laundry room and one for the sewing room and one for the bathroom and one for the hall and two for the big walk-in closet and one for the back porch and one for the side porch and one for the front porch.  While there we picked up some brackets to hold a clothes-hanging pole for the laundry room.  We looked at doggie doors for the side storm door, but all of the ones they had required a door at least an inch thick.  A guy we met said to go to Pets Mart.  He had just seen some there.  Another day.   This afternoon we dropped off the toilets at the Galveston house and then split up.  Chris and Mom went to their Wednesday Club meeting.  I went to the community festival sponsored by the Vineyard Church national conference that was in town.  They used the grounds of an old elementary school and set up tents for free barbeque, free haircuts, free family portraits, free health screenings, free groceries, free children's fun area (a bunch of those huge blow-up slides and bounce houses, face painting, and carnival kinds of kiddie games), and even a live band performing.  They also had a prayer tent available if you wanted someone to pray for you.  Believe it or not, that was one of the most happening places of all.  They had asked for a stack of my business cards to give away if someone from the West End came for prayer.  When I got there around 3:00, they were all gone already.  And school wasn't even out yet.  I saw one guy from Seaside.  I also got to talk to the brother of a guy I went to college with.    When I left the festival, I went to the house with the plan to begin weedeating our neighbor's back yard away from our fence line.  That's the one that has been condemned, but no one can decide whose responsibility it is to tear down.  Just as I was starting, our contractor drove up to pick up some tiles from our garage and take them to another job.  He was excited about the roof being finished (so was I).  He said he would email me about a down payment for installing the fireplace, so they could order the materials.  The floor guy is supposed to come soon and take final measurements for the backsplash. The last of the doors should be in tomorrow, and the crew will install them and the rest of the cabinets.  Then came the bad news.  The paint guys can't start until next Wednesday.  He said, "I guess that moves your one month time frame back another week."  Chris wasn't at all happy to hear that one.  She's ready to camp out on the floor.  So close, but so far.   Romans 8:24-25 says, "… hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? 25 But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently."   Father, that's not exactly the right context for our situation, but we are trying to remain patient.  We trust you.  Amen.