I am taking a little break from unpacking (which has been a very daunting task) to update my poor neglected blog. I have been without a working computer and sufficient internet service since April and in a transitional haze that has prevented me from my little hobby of blogging. We recently moved to No Dak (North Dakota) for Michael's job. He was given a promotion and a raise that made it hard to refuse the move. He has been up here since December and the separation was killing us. A family from Idaho asked if they could rent our house in Rifle and we knew that was our chance to be together sooner than we planned. Mike found a house with 53 acres up in a tiny little town of Glenburn just 20 miles North of Minot North Dakota and about 50 mile from the Canadian border.
We had to stay in a old motel for a month before we could get into our house. I was homesick for Colorado, for my best friends, for the mountains. I was angry that all the money we had saved that was going to go to remodeling the kitchen was being drained into a lousy motel and lousy food while "they" wouldn't move out of MY house. I was not in a pleasant state of mind! So leave it to life to be complicated, unpredictable and uncontrollable and leave it to Heavenly Father to find a way to get me out of that poor picked on me state of mind! The red tape and negotiations were ridiculous and things just got worse after we signed for the house. I swear I stepped into an episode of Pet Hoarders! It has been an awful, stinky, filthy mess! The sellers left Dumpster loads of junk in the house and the house smelled so foul because of dog urine! It still does but I am working on that. I have been the worst Negative Nancy about the whole thing and have shed many tears. However bad my situation is though, I have been reminded that I am not pick on. I know so many people that have harder trials to face. I know friends whose child is going through chemo, I know women who are forced to raise their children alone, friends whose health has failed them. I read of the devastation of tornadoes across this country. I have no reason to complain and I feel beyond blessed that this is the extent of my trials and embarrassed and ashamed to know that I have not faced my wimpy little trial with the faith of those whose trials are far worse than mine. I will take this trial gladly and learn all I can from it! I still have bad days, trying days but I snap out of it real quick. So far it has been quite the adventure and I know it is just the beginning. It can only get better, right?!
