If I could think up plot twists like God seems to do, my books would be nonstop action. Granted, I'll give you the action isn't that exciting, but sometimes I just feel like my head is in a vice and I'm supposed to come out breathing the other side. Ever have days like that?
Saturday we moved into our new house. It is just lovely here, I am in awe that God has provided such a perfect place for us. Okay, we knew we were buying a fixer-upper, but our first day here? Sewer line issue. We're told it's broken and will probably cost ten thousand to fix (it's on a hill -- apparently, that and the fact that *I* don't want to deal with sewage is enough to get them their money.) Same Day: kids are waveboarding on the front deck -- go right through a piece of it. Dry rot. Seller set up this beautiful laundry room, had it all staged, etc., we get here there is no ventilation system in the room. So...no water...no laundry. Boxes everywhere, a water line to the fridge needs to replaced. Water is brown. Rust problems, you should correct that with a copper meter to match the copper pipes.
It goes on an on. Did I mention my husband went out of town on business this week? Or that my book is due April first and today, I did not get one word down?
Of course this is the week my husband has to go out of town. My book is about a divorced heroine, so I need to tread lightly, especially since I have spent more time lately with the plumber than my husband. LOL So I get to my daughter's school and find out she is off on Friday. Oh I needed that. My son's teacher is bawling him out because he hasn't printed out his paper -- and she is not giving him any grace for the fact that his mother can't find the printer! But there are sweet surprises too. My husband opened the back door in the middle of the night (don't ask why!) and we heard the sweet sound of a creek on our property we didn't know was there -- I asked if he was sure it wasn't sewage and he said no, the kids had been down and seen it.
I love it here! But this is my life. It wouldn't matter if I were in Oprah's Santa Barbara retreat, Diann can testify, she's one too. There are some people that you just think I know I am God's sitcom. : ) Kristin