How’s
this for an interesting text to receive?
My barber/hair stylist sent me a “Hey, Stranger” text to say she had
already made an appointment for me in a few weeks. She even offered to make one for Chris,
too. I accepted. So did Chris.
Enjoy my long flowing locks while you can, folks. They are soon to be sheared once again.
Guess
where Chris took me yesterday?
WalMart. That’s right, she came,
too. We both wore our masks faithfully. Nathan is pretty adamant about that. In fact, he says we should always wear a mask
to WalMart. Like … always. From now unto eternity. And to be honest, if we
didn’t need more groceries than just fruit, Chris would have happily remained
at the house.
One
of the things we bought at WalMart was replacement tubes for the bicycles. And after we got home I realized they were
the wrong size. So I had to go back and
return them. The lady asked if I wanted
the refund back on my credit card or on a gift card. Since I was going straight to exchange the
tubes, I said gift card. So she issued a
credit back to my credit card. So
confusing. She realized right away what
she had done, and apologized profusely.
I assured her it was no big deal to me.
The end result would be the same.
I finally found the correct size, though, and got the switch done. Hopefully the explosion of the blowouts didn’t
destroy too much of the tires themselves.
Guess we’ll have to actually ride them to find out.
We
finished another puzzle last night. 999
pieces. Yep. One piece missing. So sad.
And
one last thought. We woke up to actual
rain yesterday. Lots of it. The grass was really happy. Chris was happy that the grass was
happy. I was happy that Chris was
happy. So, see? Even the dark, dreary, rainy days of life can
result in joy, if you just keep the proper perspective.
1
Thessalonians 5:17 says, “pray
continually,”
Father,
that’s a pretty profound two words there.
Help me learn how to do that.
Amen.
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