Last week I wrote about Sam who takes care of all kinds of duties we can’t manage ourselves at the moment. Today he mowed the lawn and set a trap for whatever is squatting under our porch. I’ll call him as soon as whatever is making the large tunnel in my flower bed takes the bait and gets caught in the live trap. We pray it isn’t a skunk.
I still have my out of control weed problem in the garden. For some reason, it’s just not what I want to do so I’ve been dragging my feet. I bought the wrong stuff and ended up taking it back along with a sprayer because we actually had one of those in our garage. Who knew? Today Sam measured and poured his own solution into my sprayer, which he showed me how to put together and use. I just need to add water and get it applied on a calm morning without rain in the forecast . That may not be tomorrow. I didn’t act helpless enough for him to offer to do the spraying. I was willing to pay, but I didn’t want to push it.
These are two relatively unimportant problems, but they stick in my mind and waste brain space that I need for other things. I recognize what a blessing it is to have Sam take these on.
Another peripheral person I’m thankful for is my “cleaning lady”. Several years ago when I was still working full time, my mother-in-law talked me into having someone clean monthly. It was a hard decision to make, but I’ve never regretted it. There are few things in life better than coming into a spotless house that smells wonderful. It’s worth every penny.
At this point I have a hard time getting down to really scrub and clean things so it’s been a real blessing that once a month my house will sparkle. It helps me keep up with the daily stuff. The day before she comes is a forced declutter day otherwise I don’t think I’d ever make it through the stacks of paper that collect.
Like Sam, Lydia has become a friend. She’s shared some of her personal difficulties and is always interested in my life. She’s flexible when I have company coming, and has worked around our often crazy schedule, especially when Doug has been ill. She always asks how things are going when we see each other. I try leave the house to get out of her way because we are both tempted to visit too long when we get the chance. We chat on the phone when we schedule her next visit. I always enjoy catching up with her.
I’m grateful to have her in my life and count her hard work, compassion and positive attitude as Blessings on the Journey.