The second week of quarantine brought more changes. For starters, Eric's work transitioned to an on a week/off a week schedule. This was fantastic but also completely flip-flopped our schedules. I started waking up and heading to office during the 6:00 hour and then would come home around lunch. I am most productive during the morning hours and loved being able to get the majority of my work done before noon.
In full transparency, I really struggled at the beginning of week two. I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that I went to SEVEN stores over the weekend and wasn't able to find hamburger meat. It's a crazy thing to cry over, I know. We had other food and plenty of it, but not being able to find it was a punch in the face about our current reality.
On top of that, we still hadn't sold our house at that point and I was trying to let go of that "dream" while also holding on to hope that it would all work out as it should. I was tired, and sad, and mad -a complete and total mess. I cried most of the morning at work but knew I had to get it together before going home to the kids. In hindsight, I also think that because of the schedule I was keeping, I hadn't let it truly sink it, so it hit me all at once.
It was exactly what the doctor ordered! It may have been a little chilly, but being together on that "maiden voyage" was precious.
As the week went along, things got much easier. Not only was my mood changing, the weather continued to improve as well allowing us to get some much needed sunshine and fresh air. Eric was also great about getting the kids' schooling done while I was at work, so I didn't have to mess with it when I got home. That was a major load off my plate and both Eli and Ellie agreed that Daddy was a much better teacher than I am. I can't really argue with that.
In addition to our little boat ride, we have passed the hours by fishing for hats (a game Eric made up) playing board games, and riding our bikes. On Thursday of week two, we had a showing for the house in the middle of the day. I took the kids and dog up to the land while the buyers were at the house and we decided to pray for the person(s) looking. I want to devote an entire post to this, but it brought me so much piece. I was beyond humbled when we got a call later that night informing us that the buyer wanted to place an offer!
The Lord's timing is not our own. I had come into the week completely brokenhearted and overwhelmed but God so graciously redeemed it and brought us joy and hope with the potential buyer. Who would have thought that in the middle and a recession and pandemic, we would finally sell our home? It was a week spent on an emotional rollercoaster, but it ended in the sweetest way!