Bringing it Up to Speed

Month 2 was just as exciting (read full of craziness and bad news) as month one, though now we had a place to live!  Woot!  However, living in a house without your things and borrowed furniture is not all it's cracked up to be.

We moved in to the house on the morning of a great rain. ha! I know, you are so surprised.  We did have good news this day.  A new friend helped us move all of the things from our apartment to the house (which just so happens to be right around the corner.  We could actually see it from the apartment.)  Plus, she drove me to take the test for my UK license, came back to help Jason finish moving stuff in, came back to get me and took me grocery shopping with a car!  So incredibly helpful.
When I got home, Jason had already figured out that the washing machine (in the garage) was not working.  Boo.  We didn't have a stair gate, so Cait had free reign.  Not ideal.  A few days later we learned that there was one missing spindle in the stair rail.  Guess how we found out?  Okay, I'll tell you.  Cait was sitting in the crux of the top floor with her feet dangling down.  Awesome, right?  My heart flew out of my chest as I raced up 30 some odd steps to grab her.  Needless to say there is now a gate at the bottom of the stairs.
Then of course, there was the incident with the man on my fire escape.  He claimed to have known someone who used to live here.  Um...this house has not been 2 flats in nearly 8 years.  Jack ass.  Not very bright as far as criminals go.  Especially since my house has cameras in obvious positions.  I'm thankful my neighbor was home and keeping an eye out, too.  I can kind of laugh about it now, but it was nerve wracking.  I basically, confronted him, backed back in to the house, locked the door, he left and I went on with my day.
On the bright side, I have found a church I am comfortable at and it is walking distance from my house.  I feel safe in my home despite the "incident."  Our car finally arrived after 6 weeks of walking everywhere and life was looking up.  We even got the email that our household goods arrived 2 weeks earlier than I had expected.  I nearly cried of happiness when that email came through. Okay, who am I kidding, I did cry.
Unfortunately, that was not the end of our trials.  While having a playdate, Cait fell of the sofa and broke her arm.  My heat aches just thinking about it.  Not only that, but it wasn't healing properly and yesterday she had to be put under and have it reset.  Just the thought of it makes me so ill.  Thankful, for a God that is good, she is doing just fine.

I know there were several other small incidents that added up to the rough start, but I'm trying not to dwell.  I hope my next post will be of happier times and some of the fun we've had here.  Life is good.  It really is.  I am so thankful for this opportunity.  We will move forward with our eyes on the fun and adventures to come.  :)