There have been several other setbacks, but somehow it isn't bothering me as much these days. As I was sweeping my baseboard kitchen floor, which, by the way, hides dirt really well in case anyone wants to try it, I had to smile. In some ways it feels like we should just be starting out our married lives together. I was blessed to skip the apartment stage and go right into this house. A three bedroom ranch with a finished basement and relatively little work to be done besides paint. I never had to do a shared laundry down the hall, never had to scrimp for space or furniture.... Now I laugh. We decided to do our first year of marriage in our fifth. My basement is functional, but not as living space, We have blankets in our living area, and the girls have to be careful for splinters on the kitchen floor. Heaven help you if you step on the landing without shoes (something daddy is going to take care of tomorrow) because you most certainly will get an owie, as I tell Gabi. Our sugar container is in our bedroom and the beneath the sink contents are in the living room. Laundry baskets serve for anything but laundry, and Gabi's room is the catch all.... Yet I love it, because it is teaching me to be so thankful for all the little blessings around me. Not to mention that I get to buy new carpet for my basement, so when it is done it will be better than ever, and the mess is because I will soon have a beautiful upstairs. I can't complain. I am so blessed.