I was all set for being complain-y today. I was gonna tell you how some piece on our toilet broke over the weekend and flooded our carpet and we had to rent a steam vac. I was gonna say how we had a mini-sleepover and I was driven slowly insane by children who don’t listen, argue about everything, and have terrible table manners. I was gonna complain about my mountain of laundry that needs washing before this weekend and last night in the midst of the mountain, the washer made a weird grinding sound and now won’t drain. I was all set for complaining. I was.
Then I happened by Facebook and read my sister’s status. This morning she had a busted pipe that sprayed onto her furnace and ruined some electrical panel thing that connects to the thermostat. She had to call a plumber and whoever the people are that fix thermostats. And do you know what…she didn’t complain at all. Not even a little. She was thankful to the people who came and fixed everything. She even had a “praise the Lord” in there.
I am thankful. I’m thankful that the carpet only flooded in a few places. I’m thankful that my husband knows how to turn off water valves. I’m thankful that since we live in an apartment all the maintenance doesn’t cost me a penny. Praise the Lord!
It’s good to have an older, wiser sister to help you keep things in perspective and have a good attitude. Thanks Sister. :) (Did you see how I threw “older” in there? You’re welcome.)
I am also thankful for yarn, which rarely causes me as much angst as water-related appliances and plumbing.
I’ve got a granny square infatuation going on right now, and these little guys are made with my leftover scrap yarn. I will have to crochet a billion of these before they become a blanket. It might take years. I kinda like that.
I’m also working on a big, black neck thing for the husband. He uses public transportation because it’s available, and he braves the cold daily. He deserves a big, warm, cushy neck thing.
He doesn’t like animal fibers so close to his neck, so I’m knitting it out of Bernat Softee Chunky (which is acrylic). I’d rather be knitting with a lovely, natural fiber, but I am thankful that this stuff doesn’t break the bank. Now I can keep the yarn budget for myself.
Well… if I had a yarn budget. ;)