Finishing Up

We finished the back bedroom today.  We just had the base trim to do and the trim around the closet door we hung yesterday.  There was one piece of trim that needed to be ripped the entire length and for that we needed a table saw.  The only table saw on campus was buried beneath piles of clothes and surrounded by racks of more clothes from Saturday’s sale, but there were volunteers doing some clean up after the sale so we figured the wood shop would eventually be emptied.

We went to the wood shop to look for another tool this morning and found that the clothes were gone.  Not a stitch was left.  So we were able to take our piece down there and make the cut.  It took all of two minutes.  It’s amazing what access to the proper tools can do.

We finished up the bedroom by noon, cleaned it all up, and moved the tools to the N house, where there was more trim to do. We had to go to Home Depot in Nampa to buy more trim so that took most of the afternoon.  At home I’m used to having the big box home improvement stores under three miles from the house, so the half-hour drive into Nampa seemed like forever.

We attended the last volleyball game of the season this evening. The Hope House Heroes put forth a valiant effort, even tying the game a few times, but in the end they lost.  The other team had several very talented servers which made it difficult to return the ball at times.

Deb and Sharon spent their time making more curtains for the N House.  I wasn’t able to get any pictures so you’ll just have to imagine Deb making curtains.  Yeah, I know, hard to imagine. 

Tomorrow we will finish up any projects in progress and we will hit the road right after finishing work.  We are packed up and all we need to do is dump the waste tanks, take on fresh water, and go.  We’ve been mapping our route and it unfortunately involves a lot of Interstate 80.  I really don’t like I-80, but it’s the fastest way home and the priority is fast.  So, I-80 it is.  The only sightseeing we will be doing is watching the Nebraska Nothingness and Iowa cornfields roll by.

At lunch today we were talking to a couple of the kids here (yeah, “kids”, the youngest one in this group being 31) and they expressed a little bit of dismay that we are leaving tomorrow.  In just over two weeks we have shared lunches with them, we have worshiped with them, we have cheered the home team with them, attended a birthday party with them, and we have gotten to know them, even if only a little bit.  We’ve become familiar faces.  And even though we part ways tomorrow, our lives are richer because we were able to share some time with these special people, something we will always remember.