Bloody mess

I was returning home this evening thinking about some wonderful things I could blog about.  Earlier in the afternoon I had visited a woman from our church who was in the hospital.  Her husband was with her.  This couple must have been somewhere in their late 70’s or early 80’s. When I walked into the room, he was just sitting with his wife, gently holding her hand. What a cool image!

So, I had all these pleasant thoughts as I ventured home and decided to stop off at the grocery store to pick up a few items.  I picked up some scrubbing bubbles (cleaning supply), potatoes, some salsa, and a jar of spaghetti sauce.  OK, I get it, these things don’t necessarily go together.

So, the tentative plan was the spaghetti sauce with some chicken; overall, a pretty decent, quick meal.  The rest of the stuff was for later.  The problem was that not every store makes their plastic bags strong enough to resist … gravity!  So, I took the bag from the car and moved around the car when the said bag decided to produce an inconvenient hole.  Guess what?  The jar of spaghetti didn’t like the hard garage floor.

Major mess.  Red stuff was everywhere.  Glass broke into 100’s of pieces.  So, after sharing my minor disgust at this development, I proceeded to clean it up.  I first grabbed all the paper towels I could find and cleaned up the glass mixed in sauce.  In the process, I promptly cut my hand and added other red stuff to the remnants of the jar.

Next, I grabbed the broom and swept up the glass.  I needed to make sure the glass was completely cleaned up  since the tires of my car were in mortal danger, so I finished off the task with the wet/dry vacuum.  And because I have been “schooled” by my wife in neatness class, I took out the swiffer (cool invention that squirts cleaning fluid and uses a pad) and cleaned up the left over juice.

Somewhere along the job, I recalled the movie, “The Passion of the Christ,” and the scene of Jesus’ mother trying to clean up the blood left behind from the flogging.  She could never get the blood off the ground.  There was just too much!

I guess it just put things in perspective for me…

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