Our huge recycle bin was collected yesterday, so it just has a few things in its bottom now. And this morning while putting glass containers in the dishwasher that I had used yesterday while baking (with a failing oven — a whole other post!), I realized I had accidentally thrown the lid to a glass jar that I was going to save for a specific purpose into the recycle bin in the garage.
When I realized what I’d done, I went out there and tried to reach it, but my arm wasn’t nearly long enough. So when Hubby came into the kitchen still sleepy-eyed and just interested in his first cup of coffee, I told him my dilemma and that I was hoping he could reach the lid.
So, after Hubby ate his breakfast, he went out to the garage to retrieve something that I’m sure he was wondering why it was so valuable to me. When he hadn’t returned in a few minutes, I went out to see how he was doing. There he stood, seconds from success, using a very long pair of needle-nose pliers and a golf club from his near-by bag to accomplish his mission. Wonderful!
I asked him what the golf club was for and he said he stood the lid on end with it, so that he could get ahold of it with the pliers. Very creative thinking.
I am thankful for a husband who will do all he can to achieve a goal that is much more important to me than him! Just one of the many reasons he is my hero.