Menard's

It ends up that you can spend the vast majority of your time at a place that you never even set foot in just a few years ago. Here we are at Menard's for the 100th billionth time I think to myself as Derek and I both push squeaky carts down an isle with pipes. Derek examines each piece of pipe and I wonder how they can be any different when they all look the same. Derek makes a phone call to my uncle who is a plumber to confirm that he has in fact found the right piping. Country music continues to play over the loud speakers as we move on from the pipe isle with Derek's indecipherable shopping list. He fills our carts and I keep pushing mine along. It's 9:40pm and the sun has long been down....why does Menard's stay open till 10pm I wonder. Derek pauses again and I see a lawn chair display that I happily seat myself on. I don't care how ridiculous I look among the lawn chairs...I am clearly pregnant, which means I am also clearly tired. It takes us two trips to empty our carts and the cashier chipperly notes how often she sees Derek there. I mentally note how often our bank account "sees" Menard's. We drive and unload everything at the house in the dark, then drive home. I am officially tired and we fall asleep instantly when we go to bed.
Such is a glimpse of the exciting novelty of building a home;) That was just a bit of real life for you....but truly it has been so fun to see everything come together. This past weekend we painted the inside of our house and I am slowly catching glimmers of the end being in sight :) I'm thankful for the all the helping hands that have shown up to our house as well. We won't hesitate to put ya to work if you stop in for a tour :P

July to November....what a difference 5 months can make!