It's done.

Finished.

Finite.

The end.

The tomatoes are dead to me.

Now I only have approximately 20 squash, 10 zucchini,  and 30 various peppers to do something with.

Maybe just throw them in the trash.

Har har.

I kid.

We must not waste.

I made four more pots of tomato sauce yesterday and have two more boxes of tomatoes left still.

It's like the boxes keep multiplying!!!!

I think I've done about 100 loads of laundry this week. That keeps multiplying too.

I waited for four hours yesterday for Brad the Hvac Man. He never showed. I'm going to do the same today. Except maybe longer. It's frustrating waiting on someone to show up having no idea if it will even happen.

So I think I've got plenty to do today. I'm gonna go get started on those tomatoes so I can get over to play the waiting game at the house.

Toodles

I Believe in Angels

This week nothing has been going right. The hvac guy is not responding whatsoever to me. I only texted him twice over the course of a week to see where our quote was that he had promised us within on day. He knew we were on a time crunch too, but apparently I must have scared him off because he seems to have disappeared off the face of the earth.

I then Googled "how to hire a reluctant contractor" and surprisingly it worked and brought up a few very helpful articles. After reading for a while, I felt a prompting to attempt to contact the very first hvac guy, Brad, to see if I could get anything from him.

HE TEXTED ME RIGHT BACK!!!!!

I know. Surprise, surprise.

So I have a meeting with him tomorrow, maybe. These contractors are slicker than snot.

And then, we got a knock on our door randomly and when I opened it, there stood a guy with three pumpkins in his arms. I met him last week when he dropped off some extra tomatoes. Word flies in a small town, and apparently the word is that I need everyone's extra produce. So this guy gave me the pumpkins and asked if I wanted more produce. I reluctantly said yes, because I just can't pass up more work. I got Carter and Will and drove to his house where I met his amazing kind wife.

They spoiled the boys and were so kind and amazing to us. We were there for about an hour and a half in which I asked them if they could be our surrogate grandparents and then thanked them profusely and gave them both hugs when we left.

Do you believe in Angels here on earth? I do. I needed that sweet couple on that crappy day and I felt Heavenly Father's love for me through them.

Today I've been trying to get a handle on all of the produce people keep bringing us. It's out of control, but I'd be stupid to let it go to waste. We need all the help we can get right now. So I've been canning, in between homeschooling and working at the house today, I also figured out dill pickles. Hallelujah! I had to stop with my tomatoes because I ran out of fennel and they don't carry that anywhere in town! Can you believe that?

But anyway, I'm pooped.

I hope you notice I've been blogging a lot more lately. It helps me feel less anxious about life to talk about some of our struggles.

Don't worry, I'm not telling you everything. There is still some mystery here.

P.S. still waiting to get that quote...

You know what's disappointing?

When you set out to make dill pickles

Only to find out at the end that you accidentally made sweet pickles

Don't judge

Until you walk a day or even an hour in my shoes