It's amazing already how opportunities present themselves without me really having to search them out.
I had to go run some errands and my daughter was with me. We stopped in at Michael's to get some funtack for her to hang up a new Beatles poster that she got while we were at Disney World- it's 3D and she didn't want to put holes in it. We happened past the posters. She stopped and said "I love posters" While we were flipping through I found one that was sooooo her. A poster with an acoustic guitar (one of the three instruments that she plays) with words all over it about music being the meaning of life. In addition there was a Star Wars poster that was perfect for my boys. I asked my daughter if she'd like the poster, her face lit up and she said "absolutely". I grabbed the two posters and put up the Star Wars one when we got home to surprise the boys.
I had left the middle guy home to watch tv while we ran errands- he's 12, so he loves getting the whole house to himself occassionally. Shortly into our trip, my husband texted that my son was with him- out campaigning. My husband is running for office and he likes taking each child with him occassionally if they want to go. I knew this involved some sort of wheels (skateboard, scooter, rollerblades) and that my husband had been planning on going to a neighborhood that was perfect for that kind of thing. Not long after we got home, I got the "what are you doing" call. I said I wasn't busy. "Can you come pick up Liam, he fell, he's ok, but bring some bandaids" Well, I had planned on watching some tv with Di and getting some work done. But I realized that it would be a gift to my husband to drop my plans and let him get in more campaigning not to have to drive the half hour it would take him to bring my son home and get back.
My third gift came at the supermarket. "Would you like to donate to the foodbank?" the cashier asked. "Sure" "Well, you can do any one of these amounts" she said, showing me the 1,3, and 5 dollar pieces of paper. "Or you can buy this box full of food" she hesitantly said. "I said how much is the box?" "$10" she said apologetically. I said "sure, I'll do the box" She and the bagger both thanked me profusely and she said sort of conspiratorialy "you wouldn't believe how many people snap at me when I ask them to do a smaller donation"then she said more understandingly "well, times are hard"
I can't afford to do the $10 box with the amount of times I go to the grocery store, but it was nice to be able to do it today.