Moving In

Oh my!!!  Was this house ever dirty when we walked into the ranch for the first time after it had become ours.  It was overwhelmingly filthy.  Disgusting, give me the heebee-geebees type of dirty.   Many times, especially when cleaning the bathrooms, the girls and I threw up in our mouths. The comments I heard as they cleaned did keep me laughing even though this house was making  our stomachs turn.   Dust and spider webs are one thing .  But dozens of dead bugs falling out of window coverings, hairs in every bathroom sink and drawer, and dark, smelly stickiness in kitchen drawers is a whole new level of dirty.

(Bugs from inside one blind)

And how could I have forgotten the nails left in the walls?  We found nails just about everywhere we looked and in the oddest of places .  There were even two nails about knee level behind the bathroom door.  Weird, I know.  I also know I I pulled out 52 nails in Ks room alone and her room is the smallest room in the house.

Anyway, after days of cleaning, we were finally ready to unload the moving truck and start making this home our Zoe Ranch.  Once again, we were blessed to have friends and family show up to help us do what everyone hates doing - moving.  I counted 18 people here unloading the truck and helping fix a meal.   Wow!  When it came time to move the piano in, the piano that had been my grandma's, five very strong teenagers literally picked it up, carried it off the truck, into the house, and sat it down right where it needed to be.  I think those of us watching all had to shut our jaws before we gave them a big shout out and round of applause.

Note to self: take more pictures as you never know when you'll decide to start blogging your adventures...

Thank you all for your help packing us up in CO and unpacking us in IN.  Each one of you are incredibly awesome and much appreciated! 

After a long, hard, exhausting week we were home.  We slept well in the house God had graciously provided for us.  With all our financial struggles due to treating Lyme, we didn't know if we would ever have a place to call home again.  But God....  Don't you just love that phrase?   But God.   It changes everything.  Just when you think all hope is lost, your prayers have gone unanswered, and you don't know if which way to turn the unexpected happens.  God is busy writing the story of each of our lives and I just love it when he begins a new chapter with "But God."