(sorry I'm a day behind...hopefully I'll check up tonight)
My task for the Nativity today was ironing.
My task for the Nativity today was ironing.
Yes ironing. Imagine a gymnasium lined with tables. Now imagine all of those tables covered with tablecloths. Probably 1/2 were done by me but I was ironing from 9 to 1 with a break to eat half a sandwich. Am I a wimp to say that I am kinda sore? Maybe I shouldn't say it was the ironing and it was all the crawling around plugging in Christmas lights that did it instead. I am happy to say that when I started one tablecloth took me 15 minutes and by the time I got to about 10:15, it was only taking me 7 minutes. But still that is about 9 tablecloths an hour and I think I did about 35 or so. Anyway, standing there ironing mostly by myself because apparently it blew a fuse when more than one were plugged in together, I had lots of time to think.
I first thought about those women in the olden days who had to use the hot oven to heat 4 or 5 irons at a time and they would use a cloth for the handle and switch them out once they stopped pressing the clothes. You know, these ones:
Then I kept thinking and thanked Ben Franklin for discovering electricity so that we could have electric irons today.
Thank you Mr. Franklin.
Then I thought about my great-grandmother who had to hang dry all their clothes and she would press everything even my great-grandfather's underwear so that it wasn't all crunchy from being line-dried.
I'm not sure what kind of iron she had.
Then I wanted to thank whomever invented the electric iron, because now I could stand there, relatively comfortable and iron for hours but I didn't know who that was. So I thanked Heavenly Father because I'm sure He knew who it was and He probably gave them the idea.
Does this count as having an attitude of gratitude?

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