on friday, i helped a friend move. i went over at 9:45 a.m. planning to stay for about an hour and left at 2:00. she was supposed to be out by noon, but when i left, there was still one room that needed to be cleared of stuff and a few things left in the kitchen. for some reason (maybe it was the feeling of accomplishment) i actually enjoyed helping her to get packed up and cleaned.
on sunday, i helped friends tear down part of their house in preparation for a new addition that’s being built starting wednesday. i hauled scrap out to a dumpster on the curb and got a great sense of satisfaction from that too.
it was nice to have a flexible enough schedule and a short enough to-do list that i could help my friends out and not begrudge them a moment of my time. and i actually enjoyed myself!
