My phones are attached to the walls in my home. They're one model up from rotary dial and have very short cords. So whenever someone phones, I have to sit close to the unit and not multi-task while I talk.
I believe my aversion to phone conversations has been documented elsewhere in this blog, so I won't rehash that topic.
Shortly after I posted my "what am I going to do tonight?" whine, the phone rang. And then it rang again. And again. All night long I sat and talked on the phone. Which was good. My entire being has been wrapped up in The Move, so it was refreshing to talk about other things for a few hours.
At 8:30 I zipped out to London Drugs to pick up some photo albums. With my old film camera I averaged 1 album a year (roughly 500 photos). The digital camera has increased my output; this year I've taken 5,000 photos but only had 1,000 of them developed. My mom collects china, I collect photos. Don't judge me.
Anyway, when I got home, Drew and his friend (who is staying for night because they have a Pro D day tomorrow) had taken the batteries out of my mouse for their Wii controllers. It took awhile to bring that mouse back to life. And once I did, Drew needed to check the hockey scores before I could check my e-mails. Once he finally allowed me access to my own computer, I opened my inbox and was blown away. Blown. Away.
A complete stranger sent me this message along with a link:
MRS SEPTEMBER has sent you an INTERAC Email Money Transfer.
Amount: $100.00 (CAD)
Sender's Message: For your Mexico trip. It's ok if there's no charitable receipt. Hopefully there'll be an outhouse in Mexico with my name on it.
Enjoy your trip Jane.
This isn't the first time I've heard from her. On February 19 I got a comment on my blog from a woman named September who said:
I just finished reading your blog right from your first entry and I loved it. I visit your site every single day. You are wonderful.
Holy cow.
I am in awe of how God uses the internet. He wanted some family in Mexico to have an outhouse and He used my blog in Langley to reach September in Alberta because He knew she'd be moved to pay for it.
The whole thing just humbles me. And made me cry.
I've started reading September's blog daily because she is a great communicator and she posts EVERYDAY which is something I like in a blogger. Here's an excerpt from today's post:
"One of my coworkers has a son in a spelling bee thing and was collecting pledges. Everyone in the office gave him $5 and by the time he got to me, well, that $5 gave him $70 total. Well that irritated me because he was spelling HARD words like ANCIENT and I don't remember what else but spelling is so important. I pledged him another $70 and asked him to spell ancient for me...um, it didn't go well. Hopefully the big smile on his face when he saw my pledge will motivate him to learn those words, every one of them, and make me proud.
I remember collecting pledges for 30 hour famines. I remember thinking, "I'm not eating for THIRTY HOURS and you're giving me TEN DOLLARS??? Are you the rudest person ON EARTH? THIRTY HOURS." So I swore that I would be a good pledger when I grow up. I also buy as many boxes of girl scout cookies as I have money on me even though I don't really like them that much. And Jane, one of my favorite complete strangers whose blog I read religiously, is going on a missions trip to Mexico with her sons and is doing some fundraising. Visit her blog: http://pixnprose.blogspot.com. I'm in for $100, which will buy an outhouse to go next to the house they are building AND, I don't have to stop eating for 30 hours to do it. Offer some support if you can. Now that mindless shopping no longer thrills me, I'm finding generosity does."
Bless you, September. You ROCK.
(And, by the way, that e-mail internet money transfer transaction? Friggin GENIUS! I have never heard of that before and am mighty impressed with the ease of the whole procedure. I know September initiated it all, but I was able to receive it - and for that I am proud.)
But that's not all. Oh no it's not.
I got a message from another blogging friend; "My husband and I would like to give some money towards those houses you're building. My dad might be interested, I emailed him your posting and asked him to think about it too."
A sobby mess am I.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Kinda obvious, isn't it? I'm thankful for generous blog readers.
2. I'm thankful that I'm not married right this second, because WOW do my feet ever stink.
3. I'm leaving for Arizona in 14 sleeps. Think there's any way I could lose a pound a day by then?
Shalom,
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