Retirement Cottage

NOT OUR HOME...but I like this drawing.

Proverbs 16:3

Commit thy works unto the LORD, 

and thy thoughts shall be established.

Using a light weight laptop while I'm typing in the comfort of my own HOME.  What fun this is.  Yesterday I had to go to the Laundry Mat over at the next town because our 'small town america' does not have one.  I'm patiently waiting for my new wash machine and dryer to be delivered to our retirement cottage.  RETIREMENT COTTAGE.  

I'm getting use to the sound of that.  Everyday it soaks in a little deeper.  We have been trying to decide what we are going to do about LIFE, LIBERTY and the PURSUIT of HAPPINESS.  Where'd we live and how we'd live.  I started downsizing about 5 years ago.  Made huge headway.  Now I have to get better organized and get a better grasp on what we have.  

On this beautiful Sunday afternoon I am sitting beside the lace covered window in the Living room listening to the wind blow in broad daylight as I wait for the deliverymen to bring MOMMA a washer & dryer and dishwasher.  Sometime today, they will set up the new machines.  This week I may be able to return to washing at leisure in my own HOME.  

When your machines quit on you and you have to go to the Laundry Mat...it's a whole different world.  I found a very nice/ clean Laundry Mat in the next town over, but their machines were too small to handle the BULKY bedding I wanted to wash before placing on our bed.

Retirement cottage is tiny.  She's what is called a FOLK VICTORIAN COTTAGE built in 1900.  I believe with us living here that God is doing a new thing in us and for us.    

The decision to relocate into retirement cottage was made about a month ago.  Hopefully Hubby will still work a few more years as we squeeze into this little place.  We will forge ahead and see where it takes us as we turn loose of the ROCK HOUSE.  

Off to the Laundry Mat we went.  New bedding was purchased last week and I went with GREY tones.  This is a big change for me.  GREY.  WHITE.  GREY.  

When I unloaded the bedding I was going to wash, I noticed the machines were not large enough to handle the bedding.....so my dear Husband and I loaded her all back up into the car and away we drove to Manhattan to a Laundry Mat I used years ago.

They had new machines that hold 4 loads at a time for $5.oo a wash.  This is expensive to me since I have had my own machines at HOME.  Still the 4 loader looked like a great idea to wash the new mattress pad cover I had recently purchased.  It worked great until I needed to dry this beauty.  2 hours later, the pad was still wet.  TODAY she is being aired out with a fan blowing on her.

I hope she is completely dried by tonight so I can make up the bed. 

Comical to watch me trying to pull the huge water logged mattress pad cover out of the washing machine, place it into a basket on wheels, roll the basket over to the dryer leaving a trail behind me, then place pad into the upright clothes dryer noticing excessive water in the rim of the pad.  A balloon of sorts.  Instead of going easy into the dryer...I had a battle taming her.  She fought me the entire time like a wild animal getting away from the hunter.  

This object had a mind of her own inflated to do damage toward this HOMEMAKER.  

Practically needing a college degree to outwit this thing.  An ACT of CONGRESS might be the way to go.  She was now extra heavy and weighted down full of water.  The water did not all ring out of the pad during the spin cycle.  

Hubby took this mammoth pad by force.  Outside into the chilly night to squeeze the water supply out he went.  Still she was water logged bogged down.  2 hours later using a dryer she was still damp and I wondered just how long it would take to dry this gorgeous new mattress pad.  

I should have started two days ago and hung this beauty on the clothesline.  Being over tired, the time it was taking to dry one item was irritating me.

We finished up and drove home late into the night.  This evening was challenging as I was extremely tired being on the verge of exhaustion.  Hard to keep my eyes open at times.  Ready to sleep.  Knowing the bed will need made up before lying down for the night seemed like a daunting task as tired as I was.  Ever been there where you're so tired it hurts?

This season in life is challenging.  Very.  I keep saying, "I will be victorious because Jesus is my LORD.  He will help me succeed."  

PROVERBS 3:6  In all thy ways acknowledge him, 

and he shall direct thy paths.

1 PETER 5:7  Casting all your care upon him; 

for he careth for you.    

                                        Psalm 37:5Commit thy way unto the Lord; 

                                                                 trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.

Husband just came in to tell me that the wrong colored pedestals were delivered along with our new machines sooooo the deliverymen will return tomorrow with the correct ones.  Take a break and be kind.

Thank you Dear One for stopping by.

This is a wonderful day for me.

Sweet,

d