Neglected
We were hosting a time of praise and prayer at our home and there was a possibility one of the guests would want to play our piano. True confession, it had been 12 years since I'd had our piano tuned. Recognizing the need, I was hesitant to call the piano tuner knowing we had neglected this care for so long. My husband and I tend to do the same thing with medical check ups. One time visiting the eye doctor, whom I adore, she said, "Hmm. It looks like you haven't been here in 3 years." Yikes, so much for yearly check ups. Mr. Opperknockety (my husband's name for the piano tuner, saying "Opperknockety only tunes once"..haha) graciously squeezed me in. Y'all the top of the piano wouldn't even open. He tugged a little harder and up it came. I slithered out of the room to let him work. An hour later he told me he was finished. After he left I sat down to play. Here's the worst part. The piano was dusty and the keys were filthy. They