Keeping Busy

Sometimes when life is hard I have find an outlet and keep busy. Usually it is something creative or being outside in nature. I’ve been on overload lately and doing things without thinking things through. Yesterday, I painted a wall. I chose a color that clashed with everything I have. Therefore, I ended painting two walls at the end of my hallway.

You know how you find things on Amazon and stick them in your cart, but later move them to “save for later”? Well, I have about 70 items in “save for later”. I went through the list the other day and bought a few items that have been sitting there awhile. Two items were for that wall at the end of my hallway. I never purchased them because they are so different than the Italian theme throughout my house. And different for me. But they are fun. So I finally bought them.

I painted the walls…and, of course, myself. I’m a messy cook and a messy painter. Juss sayin’. The walls look great. I could hardly wait for them to dry.

Once they were dry I wasted no time hanging the wall art. I wanted to surprise my kids by doing something out of my ordinary. My home expresses the Italian side of our heritage. I have a lot of poppy accents and paintings. Besides my skunk collection, I look for items made in Italy.

So my finished project, or almost finished project since I now have a second painted wall to work with, expresses the “hippee” side of me. Ha! Since I grew up in the 60’s and 70’s, I went with it. My kids love the 70’s. It wasn’t perfect by any means, but it was a better time than now. That’s how I feel anyway.

So my project looks like this so far:

How fun is this?

My room is to the right. Perfect place for this particular display. And it’s far enough away from my Italian decor to not be a problem. A fun corner.

Today I got up as usual and got ready for work. I went out into the kitchen and my granddaughter asked me something about Great-Grandpa coming over. I paused a second.

Grandpa coming over sounds familiar. Oh yeah, he was supposed to come over on Sunday morning. But he didn’t show up yesterday. Why?

Then I asked my six year old granddaughter what day it was. She said Sunday.

Sunday? Really? I thought it was Monday!

What a great surprise! I feel like I got an unexpected day off! Happy, happy, happy!

God is making his presence known in my life. And I am so grateful. Sometimes when there is silence, you wonder. I don’t want to be categorized as a Doubting Thomas though. Realistically, life wears a person down from time to time. And in those times of exhaustion and weakness it’s difficult not to wonder where is God when feeling so abandoned and alone.

1 Chronicles 16:34 Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever. ♥️

Andi