Most of my thinking time recently has comprised of the next area of construction. Trying my hardest to not get overwhelmed or disheartened. Probably not exactly what she was thinking with this title, but I’m just not in a very “deep” mood, and this is what I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about the last week or so.
This is the struggle:
We really, really, really need to get the insulation in the roof rafters. It’s the last one lump sum element. But we have to save for the next 4-6 weeks for it. Or skip our bills. Which translates (once again) into no progress at all for a month. And then skipping the bills doesn’t seem so bad. At least until next month is due at the same time. Then we could begin construction on the children’s room. Which would be a life-saver – 6 children sharing the same space for 1 1/2 years…
I they really need separate personal spaces.
However, it is also getting hot. The Double Bubble does a fabulous job from keeping the 2nd floor from being a total oven but its still hotter than downstairs – that whole “heat rises” thing. With no way to vent the heat out. Well, without letting the bugs and rain in. And with temps hovering around the 90’s – its just brutal. Rendering half our house unusable (again). We need a a window or two and (soon) a portable AC unit to cool up there.
Or, I say screw it all, use some building funds and get a couple of futons for downstairs to sleep on (which we will need eventually anyway for sofa’s) and we just work with 1/2 a house until we save up again.
While praying nothing major happens that takes the funds, like the Roof Fund Fiasco. Because then I will either have to laugh or cry.
Updated the next day to add: The generator died. Like LOUD metal POP with smoke kind of died. Laugh or cry… laugh or cry… He has a plan, right? He didn’t say it would be easy, just that it would be worth it, right? Sigh. Alright Lord, guess you didn’t like my ideas… next idea?