Hidden Blessings

The last couple of days have been a trip. I was up until one a.m. Wednesday morning in four-degree weather, up to my ankles in snow, unstopping our kitchen drain. I finally got it flowing when I accessed the cleanout cap outside. Amazing how trying to use bonafide plumbing tools failed the task, only to be shown up by shoving a length of garden hose into the pipe. Swoosh. One of the nicest sounds I ever hear is the singsong voice of my wife telling me it's working. I could have waited until yesterday to work on it, but that would have meant doing so after work. I'm glad I tackled it when I did, because I discovered that my only outside water faucet was slightly frozen. That meant a little thawing, and improvising a thermal insulator out of a Styrofoam box. It may not be a thing of beauty, but it worked anyway.

Today we woke up to an additional six inches of snow atop the ice and snow already on the ground. We had deliveries and pick ups scheduled at work and somehow, I became the only candidate to make them. I felt like an ice-road trucker. I was glad to be able to come home. All-in-all, I felt quite blessed. There are always hidden blessings that come about through these things. If you can, you may want to try and figure out what some of them are. May the Lord be praised.