Monday is the worst day for trash pick up! It begins at 6:00 am and gets to my house about 6:15 am. I have two containers, one for trash and one for recycles. They are collected by different trucks at different times. The four missionaries in the apartment are wonderful, but they usually but their trash out after trash pick up. To be helpful and make up for this miss timing today he brought the trash bin back into the yard. That was a nice thing to do, but he also brought back the recycle bin that had not been emptied! I am caught between crying and laughing. It has happened before and will happen again because when I train one group there is a re-assignment and I get an untrained group. I once read a poem that in part said, "count the flowers in stead of the weeds, count your blessings in stead of your needs" Having the missionaries in my home is a blessing and the fact that the trash bin had already been emptied is a blessing, in the past both bins have been brought in still full!
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This is kind of how I feel when Peter helps me clean. It takes a lot longer, and it often needs touch-up, but I know it's important for him to do. Flowers, even if it means more work for me.
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