A Full House Again

Oh what a week! A full house again. It's a nice to think about having everyone home, which give lots of warm feelings but oh what a lot of work. I have forgotten how much work it is to have a house full of people and how much work it is to care for all of them, all. In my house, every one wants to be catered to. Guess who is the caterer? Moi! So despite long hours of 'work', various other community activities I have a full line of 'home work' or chores to do when I get home.

I have to re-organize my days and hours, my time, to fit my new home work with everything else I have had on tap for the past months. Well of course since I am not really superwoman, I have to loose a few things, slow up on some and neglect others to get to the catering:
Ma, where is......?
Ma, I need and appointment for the........?
Ma, can you help me to......?
Ma, what's for dinner?
Ma, I'm hungry
Can we go shopping, I need.......?
AND I still have to ask:
Hey did you get the home work done?
Did you get to school on time?
What to add to the shopping list, and so on , and so on, and so on!

So all that to say, I've neglected to visit with my blogosphere friends this week. I haven't paid attention to my blog page and other attendant issues either. One good thing though is, I have re-ordered my time and tasks and will be back on track this week. I've also had some time to think about my blog and what to do with it. You know I've been looking at ways to improve the posts, the traffic, appeal etc. I plan to make some changes that will hopefully make it more fun, interesting and lively. Watch for the roll out!

Hopefully I will be able to follow my new work plan and I will get the blog re-work in the line up. I'll also stop by to visit and catch up with my friends and favorites and of course make some new acquaintances.

Saturday

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Good Deed.
In my crazy, frantic, organized, demanding get it done world of 9 –5, Monday to Friday, I was doing the obligatory Saturday runs to get all the other things in my life done. All of the things that are deferred from Monday to Friday because of the ‘work’ schedule and pre arranged home demands like making dinner for the family. This Saturday morning I had to do some shopping, earlier than usual, and a bit rushed because I had to get to the post office. In the interest of time I decided to take a bus to my next stop, about 3 blocks away. The next stop was the post office. Today I have to mail a package on my daughter’s behalf to a friend of hers. This I must do. After all it’s an assigned task. Time was of the essence as the Post Office closes early on Saturdays.

As I approached the bus stop a bus arrives. Yippee! I was grateful for that stroke of luck. I got on the bus somewhat harried – bags in hand, scarf flying, fumbling for change to pay my fare, hat and winter gloves under arm, etc. I paid the fare and began to file down the aisle; luckily the bus was not as crowded as it could be so I was able to move in. The seats were all taken. I shuffled into the middle of the bus and parked myself next to a single seat occupied by a young man. I did not stop here for any particular reason. This spot was sufficiently far from the front of the bus so I would obstruct the flow of other passengers. As I attempted to compose myself I glanced at the person sitting in the seat. I like to acknowledge folks as well as make sure I am not too close.

The young man motioned to me asking if I would like his seat. I responded thankfully, certainly! Thank you I said as I slid in front of the chair. What a pleasure. As my rear end hit the seat, almost simultaneously as I was thankful, I thought, wait a minute! Did I seem that old and frumpy that he offered me his seat so quickly? Did he feel sorry for me because I seemed so pathetic? I sort a felt clumsy as I got on the bus anyway. Or is he just a nice, courteous, polite young man who lived what he learned. Was he taught to offer the ladies his seat out of respect? Or old ladies even? Hmmmmm! With all of the challenges in our lives these days it’s good to look beyond your situation and give a hand.

The thing I know is this. This was refreshing. I was grateful for the seat as I have been shopping, walking around with the packages for a couple of hours and could use the relief. I could use the brief respite between the ride and getting to my next series of tasks. So no matter what the reason or motivation, Thanks for remembering your manners. Thanks for being kind and thanks no matter what you thought or believed was my case, you did a good deed. This act of kindness reminded me that this world is made up of beautiful, wonderful caring people and this time I am a beneficiary. I will remember to return the favor.


Thanks for being Special! You made my day!


By the way, I am not old or frumpy, well maybe I was a bit frumpy and harried but that’s the way it is on Saturdays.