They say “two are better than one.” I wholeheartedly agree, especially when one of those two is HHH and the other is me. Somehow, though, I keep signing him up as if he’s a four-armed, four-legged superhero instead of a normal human being while assuming he’ll be thrilled to help.
It all started innocently enough: “Honey, wouldn’t it be nice to take a gardening class?” Next thing you know, HHH was knee-deep in mulch, spending afternoons reading up on the subject about which he’s already an expert. After graduating to the Master Gardener portion, we turned from hours of volunteer requirements to more meaningful work.
HHH had offered to mow the church lawn once a week. That mysteriously morphed into taking care of the community and meditation garden through the growing season. What began as “let’s pull a few weeds” has turned us into full-time caretakers. HHH has become intimately acquainted with every rose bush, sprinkler, and windchime in the place. I think the squirrel even recognizes him now. This was added to the heavy demands of the gardens of Winterpast, which he kept blooming and thriving all summer long.
Then came “Grief Share”. A beautiful ministry, yes, but apparently I failed to mention to HHH that “we” were doing it. (Surprise, sweetheart!) He showed up, bless him, and now people think he’s the resident comforter-in-chief along with the most amazing cook ever.
Me –“Chicken Cordon Bleu for ten, pretty please?”
And just when he thought it couldn’t possibly get worse, it did. Yesterday, the pastor needed help little moving furniture from the shed into the bedroom. Naturally, we volunteered. After 90 minutes, the heavy mattress and furniture were safe from mice and winter weather, making our pastor very happy. (Translation: HHH has been doing more heavy lifting than a moving company on discount day.)
So yes, two are better than one. But only if one of them remembers that the other is not an octopus. I really must stop volunteering HHH as if he has extra limbs and a hidden superhero cape in the closet.
I’m sorry, HHH.
Really.
And, I TRULY appreciate your willingness to help with everything I manage to volunteer for. After the upcoming Love Bird wedding, I’ll do better and the next time someone asks for help, I’ll keep my mouth shut. (Well… maybe.)
Have a super weekend. I’ll be back Monday.
