Today was supposed to me another huge leap in our building plans plans! We had a meeting with our fine and experienced draughts-woman who is finalising them and will get then through Council. The builder arrived as well and the plans were laid out on the table…
She had done a great job, except, she had finalised the wrong plans. She used the penultimate concept plans that Mike had sent her. She had not used Mike’s final email which had the exact window sizes, the energy efficiency report and the changes to the roof. Mike had phoned her about it. Oops. She apologised profusely and we will meet again in a week’s time. Hopefully, they will be submitted a week tomorrow. We don’t really have a mad rush on this build, but the builder is very keen to see it to Council.
We came home and I went back to work. I have not done a lot of work today – not quite 5 hours.
Tomorrow, I drive to Swellendam. Mike is passing on this trip. I’ve driven the whole way before but never on my own. I’ll just be gone a night. 🙂 I cannot wait to take Elsie in my arms. She’s sitting and babbling and laughing and almost 6 months old. She is so uber cute. She’s going to stare at me again wondering who I am, but she’ll feel the love all right!
#953 of my 1000 thanks is for the playpen which Julian and I picked up on Sunday. Sometimes, things just work out perfectly. The lady who had it for sale wanted R900 for it, which was a bit pricey. She had it up as negotiable, so every time someone phoned and she told them she wanted R900, they offered R500 and she said no. After a number of calls with people saying R500 and her saying no, she was over it. It was at that moment, I called. I asked what she wanted for it. She said R900. I said we were not wanting to spend more than R500. She accepted our offer and now it’s safely packed in the car ready to be taken to Swellendam! That will keep Elsie out of trouble, until she figures out how to climb out of it!
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; You hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.
These are the days.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂
- 35 minutes walking on the treadmill chatting to Ingrid
- 30 minutes doing the Grid again. It was hard work!