God has a knack of making me smile

No More tizzies!
Love that. I was thinking that last night driving home from my new home.
God bless Violet, but she had quite an old shag carpet that was not a pleasant colour - sort of gold/green/brown.. There is a flooring company that I use for the agency I work.

We had just started using them a year ago, and there was a floor installer who had quite a miserable attitude, and was causing problems. He also didn't understand the work my agency does and preferred not to learn. He and I had a few words and I suppose I was the "last resort" for the company. They couldn't have him displaying his attitude and losing customers. So they let him go.
I asked them if they would go a bit further north and put new flooring down in my new house. They would.
So on Wednesday, the flooring was to be completed. On Thursday I paid the bill and decided to take more things to the house after work and see the new floor. They had told me the man should be done before I arrive that he had "a few more hours of work."
I arrive and all of the lights are on. I come in to the house and there is still much to do.
I meet a wonderful man and his wife. He is from "out west" and came to Ontario recently. He is concerned that I will be upset because he isn't finished. His helper couldn't come so he had brought his wife to give him a hand. He told me he wanted to make the layout different so that it would look better when you look down the hall, and the sunlight will catch the colours and grains in the wood.
I told him I wasn't concerned as I don't move until next week. He said "they told me I have to do a very good job. No mistakes. This is HER house."

He said "I have been doing this for 19 years. My family ran into hard times out west. I came here and was working for someone who didn't pay me, and was not ethical. I thought I would try this company. My rent is overdue and I have bills to pay. Your house is the first job. I want to tell you it is because of you that they hired me. I am so grateful."
I was quite moved by this experience. This is truly how God works.
God replaced someone who was stubborn and did not understand the challenges of a disability, with someone who clearly is about truth. And he has two children, a daughter who is 12 and a son who is 10. His son is "Special Needs."

So when I allow myself to get into a "tizzie" I am presented with this unfolding in front of me.

I left knowing that this man would do a fabulous job, and I will see him again when I need to have one of my agency's homes done.