Hope for the Future, .....HOPE FOR MANKIND!

Before Christmas, hubby was diligently trying to get my kitchen in so I could cook Christmas dinner. I love to cook and especially bake! Living 2 years without a real stove and oven has been terribly painful for someone like me. I learned to adapt however, and I can make some mean Shrimp Croquettes in a tiny little toaster oven! Being numb with inconvenience, the idea of having a fully functioning kitchen was just too much to conceive!

By Christmas, he was good to his word and not only did I have my stove/oven installed, but a counter as well! There are no drawers, doors, or shelves mind you, but who's complaining? I don't have to bend over that low, craft table I've been using to do my choppin' and stuff! He did not, however, get the sink installed. He bought a pretty porcelain sink, put it in the hole of the counter, and that's how it's been since Christmas.

Yesterday, he brought home the faucet and some plumbing stuff and immediately got to work. I had picked out this very nice, touch faucet by Delta. I wanted this thing bad! This kitchen is very small. Like an apartment kitchen, and will not be my main kitchen when my house is done. I call this the downstairs kitchen as we will be living upstairs, someday ...... before I'm old and gray (oops, almost there!) hopefully. My intentions are to use the downstairs kitchen, and the entire downstairs, not just as an apartment for company, but also, I wanted that room where the kitchen is, to double as my craft and project room. It's big and spacious, and a touch faucet is perfect for goopy hands with paint, glue, etc.

So I go into the kitchen after hubby's done banging around in there, and see, not my beautiful Delta faucet, but the most gorgeous, shiny, gleaming in the light, cheap $100 faucet! Now, I could have gotten all bummed out. But you must understand how I've lived for 2 years. I've had to fill my dish tubs in the restroom because there's no running water in the "kitchen." I also had to dump dish water (and anything else like old coffee, noodle water, etc) in the commode. Talk about 100 steps to complete a simple task! If you're gonna wash dishes, make tea, and cook dinner ...... well honey, you might as well call it a cardio workout!

For a long time, I would take my dish water outside to dump it. I didn't want any 'chunky' stuff going down the toilet and into the septic system. One day it occurred to me, "HELLO! "chunky" stuff goes down the commode everyday (if you're lucky, ha!) a few grains of rice or pasta isn't gonna hurt it!" So actual running water out of ANY faucet, is like a river of living waters!

As I leaned against my tile-less counter this afternoon, admiring my shiny faucet (COMPLETE WITH A SPRAYER THINGY!), my eyes glazed over in delight ...... I walked over, and knowing the water pipe hasn't been connected, I did it anyway ..... I turned the faucet on. A smile crept across my face and I imagined clean, running water from a magical source, filling my sink and my heart with hope.  Hope that tonight ...... tonight might be the night ...... tonight I might be able to wash dishes in a real sink, with water, not from a fancy touch faucet, but from a shiny, pretty, gleaming oasis of ready made water! Hope for the future, HOPE FOR MANKIND!

And thus it stands ...... I wait in anticipation for the next several hours for hubby to get home. I wait for my future. Will I bask in the delight of a functioning kitchen sink? Oh the wonder! the sheer joy and convenience of such a thought! Tonight ..... we shall see!