The ice cream sandwich box is empty.
You would assume that I know this because I removed the last ice cream sandwich and ate it. However, I know this because I moved the empty ice cream sandwich box as I was rearranging some things in the freezer. So instead of being the lucky one that removed the last ice cream sandwich and ate it, I simply removed the empty box and threw it away.
We have anΒ empty box syndrome around here. Apparently our empty boxes don’t like to be thrown away. They like to stay in our cupboards. Just hang around and look like there’s something in them. Sometimes it can be disappointing. especially if you’re hungry for ice cream sandwiches.
It used to bug me. And annoy me. Why can’t people throw away a box when it is empty? How hard is that? But then I stopped and I realized. No one is doing this purposefully to annoy me. I let myself get annoyed over silly little things. Children and husbands get in a hurry. They don’t care about certain details around our home like I do. I can choose my attitude. Every single day I can choose. Sadly, all too often I choose to let sin rear its ugly little head instead of choosing to not be bugged.
EmptyΒ boxes don’t bug me like they used to. Another empty box. Another choice. Now I choose toΒ laugh. One reasonΒ I choose to laugh, isΒ because, apparently,Β I am the only one in this house that realizes that when a box is empty, it is ready to be thrown away!! π
My “Pete” loved seeing the pictures of Matthew’s Pete!! He said he would like to hear it! Britt & Pete both enjoy seeing all the machinery on your blog!:) Pete & I were just talking today about the connection we feel when we see snatches of your life. Thanks for sharing.
I know what you mean about a connection. There are several blogs I read and I don’t really “know” them or their families, but I feel like I do. I like how it is a universal thing among men to be interested in the sound of engines! π I have really enjoyed my farm posts, probably because that is “our life”.