Doing things….

That’s my goal in life, to make others happy by doing things. We all four (my bros and sis) have been taught that growing up. It first started helping out the grandparents on the farm, apple picking and gardening and hay bailing during our summers. Its not as bad as it seems, we really had it easy, sleeping under apple trees and hay battles.
Later on, in my semi early teen years, my older brother and I joined the Habitat for Humanity group to build houses for those that couldn’t afford a new one. We met some very interesting people and once the former President Jimmy Carter; Luke wanted to meet his brother Billy and party with him. It taught us not only how to build and some techniques in building but the value of a real home.
Last night I did a small favor for my brother, nothing really big, something he’s into and needed a little help on. The project keeps him out of trouble and his mind active; also he’s with a partner that seems to enjoy it as much as he does. I think this might give him a grasp of how others perceive him business wise. Since he will have to learn dictate rules and regulations to some people that could possibly be old enough to his own parents’ age but possibly not in maturity, along with the fact he will have to think fast to keep up with the swindlers in life.
After my little “Act of kindness” he called me, emailed and texted each time thanking me for what I was doing for him. I guess he forgets the kind act he bestowed upon me the whole summer that I was sick and helpless.
On a brighter side, my sister has her first dance this Friday night. I asked her who her date was and I got the scowl look. “Ugggh, the cool girls go alone and look at the boys!” I was set straight very quickly, I don’t seem to recall the “cool” girls going to a dance alone, maybe times have changed. Anyway, I’ve been wrangled into doing the chaperone fun for the dance, I may ask my PG to hang with me and we can make faces at her and talk to all her friends to embarrass her.
Hey, I said doing things…. I didn’t say it had to be always nice.