The painter’s finished product far exceeded her expectations. Instead of one boring color, each wall was a different shade, forming a kaleidoscope of blue, sea green, yellow, and beige. She’d already selected the animal, number, and letter designs she wanted on the walls for the decorator to re-create. The stacked boxes in the living room had been transported to storage, only to be replaced with the delivered boxes from all the online shopping she’d been doing. Normally, she would have found the clutter and disarray downright sinful. Cleanliness was godliness, or next to it. She was certain she’d read that somewhere in the Bible, or maybe it was an old saying of her grandmother. Whatever the case was, Paige believed a clean material house was an outward indication of a clean spiritual house. “Lord, you know my heart. Just a few more days and my life will finally be in order,” she mumbled as she headed back through the living room to the kitchen. Another week had past, and she still hadn’t discussed her plans with Seniyah, but she didn’t think Seniyah would object once she saw the nursery and all the cute items Paige had spent a small fortune on.
