Washing Windows Part 2

I was thinking as I was washing the fan blades, that if you
were coming for a visit I would be cleaning for you just like this.
I would have everything done and we could sit and visit and
we could have tea and it would be so nice to get caught up
on your life. That was what I thought about as I went
through your blogs in my mind and prayed for each one of you.
I think that is why I enjoy washing windows, my mind is free to
think and so it becomes my place of worship, on a ladder.

Though I will admit to writing news headlines in my head too.
Like when coming down off the ladder my foot got tangled in the
blind string. The headline read, " Mom falls through window after falling
off ladder."
Or Mom bites the dust after not moving ladder closer to the window and
reached to far." You know things like that.

I thought if I showed you how it would be if you came over for a visit.
No one uses the front door. Everyone comes in the side door, into the dining room.
So when you walked in this is what you would see. That door way down at the very
end is our office/sewing room/ hang out room. The picture of the sunflowers
was painted by my daughter, Emilie just for me.

I took a picture so you could see all of the windows in the front.
After living in a very dark house with no windows, I love each and everyone.
I just wanted to add that when I was washing windows the thought came to me,
this isn't my house. It is God's He has been gracious enough to let us live here.
I do sometimes get very grabby and want to keep it all to myself but it is His and
as long as I remember that my work is unto Him I am okay.

Today was much harder to make myself get on the ladder.
I am sore and tired. I cleaned the blinds yesterday, I didn't do
that today. I still did the fans and washed walls and did wood work and
vacuumed. I really wanted to sit in these chairs in the shade
and drink water.

This is one of the outside lights in the front of the house.
I would have liked to had old oil re-purposed oil lamps but
they were so much and I needed so many of these there was no
way.

I think that this is the highest traffic area in the house.
The posts had little tiny finger prints just at the low level.
Where little fingers grab to climb the stairs to get books or
visit aunts and uncles. They think upstairs is a magic place.
You can sort of see the french doors looking the other way
to the dining room.


I thought I would show you a picture of my room.
My furniture is my parents old stuff they bought brand new
when I was four years old. I will maybe keep it forever now.
It is very well made and I have looked at new stuff but
nothing is made as solid as this and you know it might
come back into style again. It is a very nice bedroom.
I have never slept as good as I do here.

That is my tour for today. I have the upper story to do
tomorrow and I will take pictures from the roof. It looks pretty
neat. It won't be what you expect. It is a secret.
I also have the garage to do which I do on the day as upstairs.

I hope you have enjoyed this tour. It has been so much fun giving you
a look.

Blessings from me to you,
~Kim~