Well,
that was quite the ho-hum day. No work
at all on 40 Steps. A few pickup trucks
drove by and slowed down, but no workers leapt from their confines and swarmed
over the property like ants. I kind of
missed them.
On
our part, however, we were inspired by the lack of work to get in some work of
our own. The fact that it didn’t rain
suddenly made it yard work day. Not
anything landscape-significant or anything.
Just mow the grass, run the weedeater, and clean out some
flowerbeds. Of course after a week of
rain that process was somewhat easier said than done. The grass was high. Our no-longer-new lawn mower acquitted itself
admirably, though. That part went
well. The weedeater, however … Oh, I completed the task well enough. But as I was finishing up, I began to smell
the tell-tale odor that marks the demise of yet another Black and Decker
electric weedeater. They usually last
about one season. I guess this one just
felt a bit overworked. Maybe I should go
for a gas one next time. I have to say
that the work and the heat really ate my lunch this time. I had to stop and cool down at one
point. And afterwards my neck and back
were killing me the rest of the afternoon.
Chris even sent me to take a nap before home group. We’re both pretty sore this morning. Her comment was, “We have to do some kind of
regular exercise beyond just walking, even if it’s just stretching.” I love that woman.
I made
the follow-up call to check on the chair that was damaged in shipment. They are going to send us a replacement back
part. All we have to do is unscrew the
old and slap on the new, and voila, we have a new chair. And we also received the replacement screws
that were missing in the original shipment.
While I had the lady on the line, I asked if the chairs had been treated
in any way with any kind of scotchgard. She
said they had received a light treatment at the factory, but that it was
certainly not “bulletproof. If you want
them to be bulletproof, you need to go over to WalMart and pick up some cans of
whatever product they have and give the chairs a spraying. That should make them bulletproof. And then redo that every six months or so,
because the people who sit in the chairs will eventually rub off the
bulletproof-ness.” Hmm. I haven’t ever sat in a bulletproof chair
before. Think I’ll head to Home Depot
today.
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Peter 2:19 says, “For it is commendable
if someone bears up under the pain of unjust suffering because they are
conscious of God.”
Father,
thank you for the professional treatment we received with the chair
people. And on a lighter note, I’m
pleased that I got to finish the weedeating before the thing burned up. Thanks for that. Amen.
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