Tea- my peace offering

Remember me writing about getting kicked out of our flat for electrical rewiring? Well, we had a lovely time at the B and B, but when we came back this is what we found:

-pieces of wire all over the floor in every room

-dust on our couches

-metal pieces and wire all over our bedspread

-and the worst... they used our toilet, left the seat up, and didn't flush it! 

It goes without saying that I was pretty aggravated when we got home from a peaceful couple of days, only to find that our place was a disaster! I probably wouldn't have been as upset if we didn't have a baby who is now rolling everywhere... 

Anyway, we felt like we needed to tell our letting agency who hired these guys, since the electricians reflect their company. Apparently they were told they had to come back to do even more "damage" to the place, and I wanted to know when they were planning on coming, because I had no desire to see any of them- momma bear be MAD! 

Well, Operation Avoid Them at All Costs didn't go according to plan, because I missed the call from our landlord telling me they were coming. So, after a day with Micah, thinking that I was going to hand her off to Kirk and get a little "me time", we got a knock at the door... It was my favorite people. Not only did they come to make a mess, but he asked  me to help him clean up after him, because no one was here to help-what the heck, man? I helped anyway... I was ticked off the whole time, but I figured it was all happening for some reason that would eventually toughen this skin of mine.

After holding the Hoover under his drilling for a good while, these words just slipped out of my mouth as if I couldn't control them (I bet you're expecting some expletives, right?)... "May I get you some tea?" 

He responded, "tea would be lovely, thanks!" 

As I poured his tea with milk and two sugars, I laughed at the whole situation. I decided to give him some cookies, too. I know he wasn't exactly an invited guest in our home, but this whole thing was used I think to help me get over myself and be a "big girl" about it- haha! His tea was my way, I suppose, of forgiving him. 

I will never understand it, but God works in mysterious ways.  As I write this, Kirk is out in the hall telling him why we go to church, because he asked us about it... Weird, huh?!? I'm glad this all happened now. Even though it was terribly inconvenient. Haha!