Tuesday, July 14, 2009
It's always hard to come back home from camp, and the beach and camp cause your house looks like crap, you have a million things to do, people want to hear about it all and really all you want to do is sleep.
But the truth is; with two kids, a dog, kitchen renovation stalled out, high school kids leaving for college, college kids leaving for home, friends that are moving out of town...our life just never stops moving.
This week is a great example. Our dear friends Greg and Lucy got to take their sweet baby boy Wesley home from the hospital at last on Friday. Amazing! After three months in the NICU, he's free from tubes and home!
Counter that with Matt's boss Lynn whose husband unexpectedly died of a heart attack on Saturday evening after she hasn't seen him in three weeks while she has been on assignment with YL at Frontier Ranch. We have his funeral on Thursday to attend.
By the way, I think I can say this without being glib, his services while being devastatingly sad will also be what I am sure to remember as a "FUN-er-ALL" meaning, every person that we have ever known on YL staff will be there remembering how crazy and fun Paul was. It was will be the saddest party that I will ever have the pleasure of attending. I am so sad that Paul won't be there.
Just when I think things slow down, the speed seems to pick up. How does that happen?
We spent the whole day today preparing to work on the kitchen. Not actually working on it. Just preparing. Buying stuff. Throwing stuff away. Calling people. Buying more stuff.
We can't seem to gain traction. But throwing stuff away was big. Like the dishwasher that has been sitting in our yard for two months.
The crackhouse is starting to return to normal.