Week two and our energy and enthusiasm were starting to wane. We had to press so hard with the academic year starting later in the month....in order to move tenants in, we needed to get the work done. But we started checking off milestones toward completion which gave us hope when the hours and days started to wear.
August 4
I went to wake B and my heart melted to see her shoes lined up and her new sandals carefully stored in the sleeves they came in. Its a brave thing to set up your space again and again.
To DCF's credit, they realized the foster home B was in for a week was not going to work long-term. When asked, of course I agreed to keep her while they searched for a different "permanent" home. It definitely made her anxious to not know the next step but she got to go tubing on the lake every day with familiar people and that made her happy. She was a huge help to me as we made our daily trips to the store and such chatty company.
Aiden's capture, first thing in the morning.
I went on my first boat ride! Aiden drove us to the public beach, where Amanda was on duty lifeguarding. It was the end of her shift so we just missed seeing her on the stand.
August 5
Lots of different things going on!
August 6
A sweet little house and such a great guy at our furniture pickup.
August 7
The house has a walkout basement that we plan to use during the time the house is rented. It has a kitchen and bathroom that will allow us to extend our season of using the lake even after tenants have moved in. Jason made a game of ceiling tile removal and the kids were all in.
After much time and attention and several visits from the best pool guy ever, the pool was finally ready. It was so great to see the kids splashing around.
August 8
Pressing on!
August 9
The house was being offered as "fully furnished", and that was one of my jobs. I am a non-user/non-fan of FB but after hours upon hours over several weeks, I am both a super-fan and addict of FB Marketplace.
I met some really great people who I wanted to stay and have coffee with to hear their story. And also, always, as I was driving away I thought, phew...they were not a murderer. (My kids did not love the 7 AM Saturday morning pickup)
We marked our first time on the deck eating together on the perfect summer evening. Little things like that served to remind us that we were making progress and the end was closer than it had been.
August 10
Sundays had a different feel to them because there were generally more people around for more of the day.
