July 22, 2005

Bread In The Desert

The Little Golden Gate Bridge on Beaver Lake Beaver Arkansas

Its been in the hundreds with bright cloud strewn skies. Life is going along here, I really cant complain at all. I have a safe clean COOL place to live, the kitties are thriving, Woody is selling cars and is happy on his job... But I am not where I want to be, and I am unhappy about it.

I went on the mail run today. Now that I have a vehicle and can go where I want I do leave the little apartment that we are living nearly everyday, and once a week I go to Holiday Island to pick up mail, and run any errands. I go shopping, and have cruised yard sales picking up some gems for my new home, including a 100 year old quilt in remarkable condition. I put the nasty thing that was on my bed in here and use the quilt when I make my bed in the rental. Woody and I have bought new wardrobes even though we have a closet full of stuff in storage...Im going to have to have a moving van come here and move a ton of stuff. I am boxing things as I go along and collecting cartons all the time...

The drive was nicer than usual, with the bright sunshine. I shot a bunch of pictures and will post them... But it was very hot and I have the distinct feeling that I am spinning my wheels. This is all busywork...

Nothing in the box about the postal work. Or the interview with the funiture place. I did have a tremendous break and was put in contact with one of the formen for Walmarts jewelry repair division, and I put in an application and resume that this gal is hand carrying to hirirng. Likely to take four to six weeks to get hired, if I get hired...

Today is the last day of the contract with our contractor. He is now out of compliance and we are in trouble. He is not calling Woody back when he calls and when he talks to me he is painfully polite. But his opinion is that we are somehow putting things off and should just move in to a half finished house. Well I cant move in with no running water, clown... think!... nothing is holding him back but planning and manpower...

and money... I fear he is going bankrupt, my worst nightmare

We cant get too mad at him as the money we have already given him should have been used to pay vendors, but wasnt... So we cant have him skipping town on us, but I want my house finished. And Im not sure how to make him...

Its really hard. I drove down from Eureka Springs to Berryville, so I could see the flooring that had come in, its stunning and I cant wait to get it all done... The tile is here for the bathroom, but nothing is being done

As I walk through my empty house, over 100 degrees inside, half done, feeling like my life is on hold I just wonder how long its going to be before we get to go home...I know that God has a reason for every bit of timing delay, and I need to release control and allow God to work things out...After all He has provided all the food the Children of Israel needed during their march through the desert, and He has provided all that I need right now.

I just need to supply the paitence...