Saturday I intended to make some hamburgers to deliver with the food for my sister, but I didn't have time. So instead, I tipped $2 to the local Starbucks baristas. I'm not sure how fancy their jobs are, but the name sounds fancy.
Yesterday my kindness was to deliver all the prepared meals to my sister. It's not much of a drive for most people, 40 minutes each way. I am not most people though. I made it there fine, despite my husband's written directions being North, East, etc. I have no idea how to find North, but I made it anyway. I even made it to Tim Horton's on my way back, thanks to my sister's very extensive directions and hand-drawn map, and then on to the 401. Success!
At least that far. I somehow missed the exit back to Peterborough. I was contentedly cruising through different towns and cities and listening to Glee, and I found myself halfway to Kingston. I thought I might have been on the 401 too long. I called my husband for coordinates, and turns out I overshot the exit by 20-30 minutes. Oops. Fortunately there was an easy way home without too much backtracking, and it was a much more scenic route. It did take me about an hour and a half to get home though. Again......oops. Maybe I should leave the driving to someone else next time.
Today I am taking E to the doctor, and I will buy someone a coffee at the clinic. That will be my kindness. I never was very ambitious on Mondays.
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