Lesson Eight: A Home for the Housewife

I can hear the remarks already.

"Not even two months in and she's already stopped writing."

"Why do we even read this? She never writes anymore."

Well, to all those comments I say: Oh dear. I am so sorry. But married life just swept me away in its wonderfulness and forgot to give me time for things like blogging.

But I have stolen a few brief minutes, though I can't say I'm not in the wonderfulness of married life, because I am currently watching my husband eat a steak that he just made. And I did just get a bite of it. And I don't even like steak and it was AMAZING!

But anyway, on to the main point of my blog today....

Luke and I BOUGHT A HOUSE yesterday! I cannot tell you the long and arduous road we took to get to this place. After three houses under contract and one thing after another, I was beginning to think that we might never get a place to live. However, God is faithful and my husband is optimistic and we have a house.

Our search for a place to live began back in September. We knew that we wanted to buy something and so we began the long process. I'll spare you most of the gory details, because it would take too long to relate all the trials and problems and bumps in the road that we went through, especially since most of you reading were there right along with us.

But now all that is behind us.

For the last month and a half, Luke and I have been housesitting my "adopted" grandparents house. And while it has been wonderful to have our own space, (a house to ourselves does beat my parent's basement with six other people) we still have longed for our own home. A place that is ours and ours alone. Where our books are on the bookshelves and our clothes are in the closet.

I know that I have needed a house of our own for a long time. Not having a place began wearing on me. I was a houseless housewife. And it was hard.

But now, I am so looking forward to painting and moving in. I can't wait to unpack everything and put everything it its own place. I can't wait to see the lines of spices in our cupboard. I can't wait to put flour and coffee and sugar in our little containers. I can't wait to sleep in our bed. And have our bedroom. I can't wait to have a kitchen with all of our utensils and cooking gear.

I can't wait to have our own little nest to take care of.

I am so excited for our little home.

Lesson Eight: God is faithful and sometimes the best things are worth the wait!