So after my bitchfest yesterday, I start my daily round of devotions to be confronted by this...
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. —Psalm 103:2
The theme? Count your blessings. Translation: shut up and clean up your basement and be glad you have a house to maintain. *sigh* Yes, Sir.
I am exceedingly and publicly thankful to our friend Mark who did the grunting, lifting and shoving necessary for the sewer project yesterday. I am thankful that we were able to rent the $40 unit and do it ourselves instead of making the $150 service call. I am thankful that my basement floor is concrete. I am thankful that I have a working washer and dryer. I am thankful that we discovered the problem before it got out of hand. I am thankful that because I was home dealing with the mess, I got a phone call from an old friend that I otherwise would have missed.
I really do feel better now.