Monday, January 7, 2019

Pouring Rain and Lemonade

People often say that "when it rains it pours." That seems to be the theme of these past couple of weeks around our house.  Nothing too major, but enough little things piling up to make it extremely inconvenient.  

The holidays are always busy, and this year seemed busier than most.  We had 5 straight days of back to back holiday festivities.  On the second day, I was making food to take to Greenville on the 3rd day. As I was finishing up the cooking, Billy started doing dishes in the sink.  As he pulled out the faucet head to rinse a pot, the hose broke and water went spraying all over the kitchen. So, at 8 pm on the Saturday before Christmas, he went to Home Depot to buy a new faucet and installed it before we went to bed. 


Another old saying talks about turning lemons into lemonade. In some cases, like this one, it is often just looking at things in a different light.  We were fortunate enough that we could afford to go ahead and get a nicer faucet that has some cool bells and whistles that we have been wanting.  So, Merry Christmas to us...we got a fancy new faucet!


The rest of the holidays were a bit of a blur, and then it was back to work and New Years festivities with friends.  As we wrapped up the New Year, Fletcher came down with a stomach bug (cleaning vomit off of matchbox cars and a car track is no joke).  The rest of us made it through the week with no one else catching it, or so we though. This past Saturday, Billy and I both came down with the stomach bug AND Billy had a nasty cold on top of it.  

The lemonade here?  Well, my kids got to remind me how amazingly compassionate they are.  While Billy and I laid in bed and watched TV Saturday morning, the kids went downstairs and made us crowns.  I mean, how can that not make you smile?  Then, the kids had the best day ever watching Star Wars movies back to back to back and playing with Legos.  I am pretty sure that makes us the coolest parents on the planet, even though it was just our means of survival when the kids felt find and we didn't.


By Saturday evening, Billy and I were both able to eat some food and go to bed early to get lots of sleep.  So, Sunday morning we were feeling better.  So, we ran a couple of errands after hockey and church.  When we got home, we decided to investigate the offense smell coming from the fridge that we ignored the day before because we just didn't have the energy to deal with it.  I found that bunch of milk had spilled down the back of the fridge, dripping onto most of the drawers and shelves. We started taking out the food and drawers to clean it out, only to discover sitting water in the bottom of the fridge. After a moment of panic about the potential need for a new fridge, we all set to work.  


So, 4 hours later, we'd fixed the clogged hose that was not draining correctly and cleaned out the entire fridge. It seriously looks as good as it did the day we bought it, minus a few scratches on some of the shelves from sliding things in and out. On top of that, I had the joy of seeing how my kids really jumped in to help out in a stressful situation.  They were both helping me scrub down all of the shelves and drawers as well as laying on the floor behind the fridge to help their dad identify what was wrong with the fridge and when it was finally draining correctly.  And, best of all, we didn't have to buy a new fridge!  Granted, we still have Christmas decorations up with no chance of them being down before next Sunday!


Billy leaves for California tomorrow morning, so I am a bit nervous about posting this tonight as I am probably asking for something bad to happen while he's gone.  Audrey already told me this evening that she thought she or Barrett would get sick now since daddy is traveling the rest of the week.  I guess we'll find out!  In the meantime, I'll continue to try to focus on the positives and praise God for the blessings he's given us. 

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