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Is It Really Worth It?

So, what is this?  A story about an island on the Outer Banks of North Carolina?  Is it a story about a beach house rental?  Is it a decorating blog?  A marketing blog?  Is it about me?  Is it about life and love and ups and downs and blessings and waiting and wondering and fearing???   Monday:  I’m sitting here in the dining area of 10 Cuttin Sage- sick, my hubby’s sick, the weather is gray and windy and cold.  We have a monstrous amount of work to do this week to get the cottage in shape for guests next month.  The winter months on Ocracoke always wreak havoc on paint, porches, outdoor furniture, decking and walkways.  Ants and other crawly creatures have moved in to take up residence and get out of the cold (I don’t blame them).  The cedar trees are out again this month and allergies have combined forces with this cold I’ve caught to battle it out with my immune system.  I can’t sleep because of the Doer’s truck-rattle kind of snoring that shunned me from the bedroom last night. I

The Boat House and an Overflowing Cup

It’s been 5 months since I’ve published an update!  I missed a great opportunity to blog about our first Thanksgiving on Ocracoke Island:  sharing the holiday with my hubby, 2 daughters, one boyfriend, my mom, and one cat (Mowgli),   the daunting task of creating a full Thanksgiving dinner 9 hours from home in a kitchen I’m not used to, being able to finally show the cottage to my mom (one of the last things on her bucket list), a 5k family run around the harbor to raise money for a charity back home, the finishing of Phase 2 (The Boat House), and other various adventures on the island over a holiday week.  Life has been full since then and my cup overfloweth!!!  Since Christmas, my attention has been on the new responsibility of an elderly family member which I may blog about another time. It has been truly a gift of grace to be able to spend more time with this dear great aunt of mine, but it has taken much of my time.  As I sit here, watching another beautiful snow fall (which I