I think I pretty much did my last RAK deed on Thursday. I had my grandma over for dinner. After I got back from taking her home my sister announced that she should have come with me so we could have gone for dessert.
"Well I still have one shoe on and the truck is still warm," I replied.
"Okay, but I'm not changing out of my pajamas."
So we got into Truck and she directed me out of the driveway, down the street and westward via left/right instructions with no other hints as to where we were actually going.
We ended up at the McDonald's drive-thru, a first for Truck I believe, where she treated me to a hot cherry pie. Yes, my sister does love me, not that there was ever any doubt.
I don't think I did any good deeds on Friday. Well, I did take Elmo for a walk that he was pretty happy about, but that doesn't really count. Or does it? I kept getting caught up in what does and does not count. Who's really counting anyway?
I knew back in November that I wanted to do something for RAK week but I didn't think I'd find anyone other than Joanna to join me. Some people did get into it though once they saw how committed I was to it, which was pretty cool. If anything, I enjoyed the week for the challenge and the new experiences I picked up. It was encouraging knowing that sometimes even the smallest gestures could yield big results. On the other hand, there were some gestures requiring more effort, time, or other sacrifices which were not met with much perceivable response. I found this very interesting. I have a tendency to over do things in a few aspects of my life and it's true, bigger is not always better.
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Truthfully, I'm only blogging tonight because I'm tired of opening my blog and seeing the "la la la la" picture. I think I'm getting a craving for some anonymity again. I hear Fargo calling too.
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