Today was a busy one, gift-wise, but fun. Yesterday, I mentioned that I read somebody's blog post about leaving plastic easter eggs filled with treats (sorry, I can't recall whose post it was!). I bought six plastic eggs and a bag each of two kinds of mini-chocolates. I used individually wrapped ones, so people would know they were safe to eat. Today, I gave them out.
As I was walking down the street, I noticed a couple and a toddler at a bus stop. I thought about handing one of the eggs to them, then decided it was too awkward. Wouldn't you know, the man called after me to ask the time, so I told him, and then I gave them one of the eggs.
The second one I placed in... yep, a washroom, with a note saying, "Happy Spring! Go ahead...open it :) " I tried to take a picture, but the door opened, and I wanted to remain stealth, so I left. But when I went back, it was gone. Somebody had left a dime on the same spot - not sure if that was coincidence, or a way of saying thanks? (I left the dime for somebody else to take)
The third egg I placed in a visible spot under a small tree in a raised garden (hard to describe; I've left coins there before). I put the same note on it, and again, I was almost caught.
The fourth egg... I went to the diner for a late breakfast, and it was crowded. I had to sit at the counter, which isn't my favourite place. Seated next to me was a woman who kept glancing at me in a not-kind way. I tried not to make a story out of it, but my interpretation was that she was being judgmental of me, and I couldn't figure out why. Then I noticed she had a young boy (maybe 5 or 6) with her. So even though I was resisting what I perceived as her negative looks, I asked if he wanted one of the eggs. She took it; he didn't seem so enthusiastic. He seemed pretty down. He was wearing a super-cool hat, though, and I complimented him on it. Then I thought, "Maybe he's undergoing chemo and needs a hat!" - and I made up a story in my mind about the woman being totally stressed because her son was critically ill... well, no - at least, it turned out that he did, indeed, have all his hair. I relay that story to let you know how my mind works sometimes...
The fifth and sixth eggs I placed - LOL - in washrooms, also with notes. Again, I was almost caught each time.
I'm an extreme introvert, so that much interaction with strangers was a lot for me. As good as I feel about the gifts, I also feel a bit tired from going that far outside my comfort zone. I considered buying more to leave around tomorrow, but starting tomorrow, the city and local businesses have tons of Easter-themed activities for kids, so I decided not to. Maybe I will on Sunday...
Hope everybody had a good Thursday. Cheers!