Went with my sister Catherine to her pre-op appointment at the hospital.
Met only helpful, pleasant and informed staff. I feel better about her operation now.
Decided to try the Wednesday evening Pilate's class. What a work-out but I will return.
Just before I could sit down to eat my pizza ( frozen, cooked by husband ) there was a knock at the front door. It was a youngish boy, perhaps 8 or 9, asking for sponsorship in a charity run. I asked if he lived in the neighbourhood and he looked startled.
no response from me because I don't know a Jacob.
"The corner house behind you. Where Maggie lives".
Well of course. Maggie is a little white dog and I know a young boy and girl live in the corner house. I just don't think I've ever seen him that close before.
Made me think about how children view the world. He knows who he is so I was suppose to know as well. I signed up and wished him well.
When I told my 25 year old about it this morning he didn't seem surprised other than to remind me that the world revolves around him. Jacob got it wrong. * grin *