Riding the ride

Hey middle of the nighters.

whats on your mind?

Who else rides the emotional rollercoaster? You know the ride where all goes well for a couple of months, you are calm and confident, feeling stable and in control and then WHAM!!!! Your brain turns into a spiraling out of control hurricane of unsettledness. The worst part is knowing that it’s going to happen. Feeling the waves beginning to swell.

I’m just being real.

The rollercoaater ride is real.

Who sits on the same ride? What is it? Is it women stuff? You know how I feel about this aging process. Is it the calendar being incredibly overloaded? Is it lack of fun? You know that old saying “all work and no play makes Jack  or Jill or whomever mean and hateful?” Yes I know that’s not correct but work with me here. I’m not sure what it is however I’ve  pondered on the word “Settled” recently.

This would be my “want to be” word.

I think when you finally get to live in the place you have dreamed of for the last year, you have expectations that float around in her head is what that will look like. The grandeur of a new house. Stepping through the door each day and gazing upon all that has been accomplished. Allowing yourself to relax a little. To enjoy the ability to be on your home and take a breath. Even if it’s a small one.

Screech to a halt.

I guess that would be someone else’s life.

This girl can’t seem to enjoy this ride. Everytime I’m home all I see is unfinished. So much mess. I’m a little tired of feeling this way. Stop with the glass has empty already. Look at what has been completed, not what still remains

So here is the plan.

One room at a time. Start to finish. Maybe not all the decorating but at least the shell. Finish paining, finish the floor, finish the woodwork, set up the furniture and then move on. This way at least somethings feels complete.

Our poor newlyweds came home from their honeymoon to a not yet finished bedroom and bathroom, so their rooms are first.

We have many bathrooms but none of them, besides our master bathroom are big. They lack storage   so when you lack, you create.


Seeing a problem, designing a solution and seeing it complete makes my heart happy. Steve built these beauties  over the toilet to hold towels and cute baskets. One day I will also pick out toilet paper holders. Oh the decisions.

Hopefully the bathroom will be functionally completed this week. By functionally I mean I still need rugs and towels and all the things that make a bathroom cute. I am then moving on to the front bedroom upstairs. It needs the floor finished, the walls painted again and the trim painted. We can then put up a bed and invite guests! Oh a door would be good…….they have ordered as well. Yippee!!!

As I sign off for the night at 2:33am leave with this scripture.

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. John 14v1

I believe it.


the girl who will either be sleeping or ordering toilet paper holders for her many bathrooms






About Charmadawn

Jesus lover 💜 Wife of Steve for 36 years 💜 Mom to 2 grown kiddos 💜 BB to grandsons Jack, Luke and Patrick Joseph 💜5 years ago we purchased, Rescued and Restored a 118 year old farmhouse and we live together as a multigenerational household. Come follow our crazy. Isaiah 54:7
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