Home is where the heart is.....

and where you can easily find your stuff.

We just got back from a relaxing & just plain feel good trip to Atlanta. Ben & I are EXTREMELY blessed to be among SUCH a great support system here. It is outstanding. But, it was nice to see the rest of the puzzle...our good friends Scott & Ericka. They have been such good friends for so long, it was nice to do nothing in a different environment. It was refreshing. (even with a cough & cold...I hope we didn't leave our germs!)

But, it is always nice to come home. And, this basement is home. It feels good to be back. There is always a smell I don't quite like & windows that don't exist. But, what is it about you own junk being where you put it that just feels cozy?

5a.m. on Labor Day we were in the car on our way back home. We thought that the Hampton House (or maybe we will call it the Lego House...which Scott came up with...we plan on adding on and adding on!) was going to be inspected tomorrow at 9 a.m. S

Procrastinating...or working extremely well under a deadline runs through Ben's blood. Seriously. Andrew started painting the exterior of the Hampton House Thursday or Friday. Two coats later...at 3 p.m. today, it's still not finished. THANKFULLY, the inspection was postponed a few days. But, the list of what needs to be done so it will appraise for what we need it to just doesn't end. So, please pray that these boys will be able to focus and prioritize what is important to finish, now.


The Hampton House is looking so much better. The outside is now light green, cream, and dark brown. It is much cleaner & crisper. But, so much to still do....this is going to be a long process.

So, back to the quote of the day: "Home is where the heart is...and where you can easily find your stuff." mix that with the song......."you're gonna miss this"

That was my thought as I was just putting clothes away in the closet, here at my basement home. I'm going to miss this. I KNOW that the Hampton House is where we are supposed to go next....but I'm nervous....I'm anxious....how are we going to organize our crap so it fits into the closet space? What do I need to throw away now? Will it feel like home?

blah blah blah.

Store up treasures in heaven. Do not worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow has enough worries of its own. Do not be anxious about your life.

LOOK UP. All of this stuff isn't what matters.