Spit-Shine

In our church, we don't have custodians that clean the churches, instead the members have the "opportunity" to clean the church. Our ward begins as early as 7:30AM on Saturday morning! I went this morning and my hands still stink like the rubber gloves I wore. P.S. Girls are dirty! The bathrooms were oober gross this morning.

A few months ago I was assigned to dust the Relief Society room. I was wiping down the chairs and then moved to the piano to find that there where a bunch of sticky red fingerprints on the keys. It looked like a little kid was halfway through eating a jam sandwich and then decided to play the piano with it instead. I went into the hall to get some window cleanser and papertowel. I got the papertowel but the cleansers were being used by people cleaning the windows. I found someone with some cleanser and asked for him to squirt my papertowel for me. He literally gave me one squirt. I looked at the minimally damp papertowel and at him and decided not to bother asking for more. I took what I was given and hoped it would get the gunk off the keys. Back in the RS room I cleaned the keys (making beautiful music as I didso). There had been just enough cleanser to get the job done. Then I looked down at the piano seat to see the smears of red goo there! Ugh. I didn't want to bother hunting down someone for one more shot of cleanser, so I spat onto the bench and wiped it down. That is right folks. I spit-shined the piano bench in the RS room at my church. It looked good and shiny when I was done with it.

(I can post this now that the bench has recently been cleaned with some real cleanser.)

Next post: Elbow Grease...

Highlights

No, I am not talking about my hair. (I have been a'natural lately.)

Here are a couple of highlights from last weekend...

Superheroes -
One of my BFFs, the great Lambini and her husband, Destiny, visited San Diego. We went whale watching, which was awesome! He is a doctor and she is a nurse. We got to talking about work. Lambini and Destiny talked about saving people's lives and also people dying on them in the hospital. It was an intense conversation. They have a hand in keeping people alive or letting them die! Then I told them what I had done at work that day...don't worry, my job is practically as important. I took some pictures of a muddy dirt lot on a muggy morning (so none of the pictures turned out well enough to use) and then in the afternoon I transferred music from one computer to a laptop for the bossman. (Talk about feeling worthless as an individual in society!) But really, I made the boss happy, so I guess you could say that I am saving lives - of all those who have to deal with the bossman everyday.

Closets -
At church we were talking about prayer. One woman brought up how difficult she found it to have time for meaningful, sincere prayer when she is busy running around, taking care of kids all day, etc. People shared their advice on how to find time to sincerely pray. One sweet girl raised her hand and said that her dad was in the military and the only time he got alone was "in the bathroom, with his pants down." She continued by talking about finding a private place to pray and she quoted the scripture in Matthew 6:6 "But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret..." only she didn't say closet, she said "water-closet"! No one said anything, but I couldn't help giggle.