Quirky Blessings

Baby Marty, say "Ah"...

Tonight was a productive evening at the laundry. Now I am all tuckered out.

For a long while I looked forward to going to the laundry because I had made a friend there of an older Cuban gentleman named Ellio. Ellio was the evening custodian of the place. He didn't speak English and I didn't speak Spanish...but we managed to have fun conversations just the same.

A few months ago Ellio moved back to Cuba. I was sad that my friend would not be at the laundry any more to turn the chore into a fun visit. Sigh.

Tonight I took what seem like tons of laundry to wash. The new cleaning guy speaks English, but I don't know him, I miss Ellio.
I must have looked tired and over-heated, because "new guy" came over to me and told me that what I needed was for him to turn on the Air-conditioning. The place was full of people, but I was the one who needed the A.C.? Very thoughtful.
My wash went over hours but "new guy" didn't complain.

When I finally loaded my car with clean stuff I thanked "new guy" for letting me stay late. He wasn't put-out, so he said. And, he gave me the funniest compliment:
"Your laundry always looks the cleanest...of all the people who wash here."
What a funny thing to say!
Then he said,"Your stuff always looks like new coming out of the drier."

"I like things clean," I replied.

One benefit to being germophobic is that my laundry gets spic and span.

"New guy" gave me that silly compliment, yet it made me smile the whole drive home. I think God knew I needed a pat on the back since Ellio is gone. Little blessings come in the most unexpected places and in the most peculiar packages. A.C. for my benefit and some fellow saying my laundry looks clean. Hee hee.

I am grateful for quirky blessings.
I am grateful God understands my need for affirmation.
I am grateful for loads and loads and loads of clean laundry.

GratefulJoy