About 6 weeks ago several of our friends from our church came over and helped us tear down a room off our house. It’s been something I’ve been wanting to do for a couple of years. A major gas leak got us jump started. We fixed the gas leak, tore down the structure, and hauled it all away. That revealed some problems with the house that needed to be fixed. So, we tore out the French doors, framed in the opening, fixed the eaves of the house, painted the interior of the living room and kitchen where the new wall had been built, and hauled all that away. That left us with a concrete slab. I took the jack hammer to it. It just about killed me, but my wife and I cleaned up the concrete and 2 days ago, they came and hauled the dumpster away with the concrete.
Yesterday, we brought in about 1,000 pounds of dirt and laid sod where the old slab used to be. Today, the plumbers came by and fixed (for free) a new water spicket for us to use. If you live in the DFW area, I’d be glad to recommend this plumber. So, after a long 6 weeks, it’s finally done.
There’s always going to be something to do though. More projects and stuff, but it does feel good about working on projects together with your family and friends. I grew up surrounded by friends. I went to college and had some great friendships. When I moved to Texas, and living in a big city, it’s easy to lose friendships and become a survivor and just trying to make it through on your own. About 3 years ago, we started a small group to begin forming friendships again. It’s probably the smartest thing I have done in the last three years.