The yard is a disaster, the veggie garden has been taken over by sunflowers and onions. There are thistles everywhere and grass where there shouldn't be grass. The trees that broke in last fall's blizzard are sprouting new branches like crazy, misshapen midget trees. Part of the fence is still down and buried under cut logs that should have been claimed by family long ago but they don't have time.
There's still a lot of sand in our water, which is destroying the plumbing and fixtures. The kitchen desperately needs a coat of paint and new hardware on the cabinets because they won't stay closed anymore. The unsealed hardwood floor needs cleaned...still not sure how to do that without getting it wet. Curtains need replaced and the basement needs cleaned.
The cats are still here and I still hate them, particularly when they bring grasshoppers and half-alive hummingbirds inside.
We don't have the money to fix all the stuff that needs fixed around here. We don't have the time to fix it as best we can as fast as I wish we could. We don't have a lot of things that would make stuff easier.
But we're figuring out how to be happy together with what we do have...a roof over our heads, a big yard to play with our kids in, work enough to keep us busy, a comfy couch, and each other. We pray together now...and that makes a world of difference.
It's not perfect. I was never looking for or expecting perfection. But...it's ours. Our family, our home, our marriage, our life...and it's worth fighting for.