It pays to be honest...sometimes

I have been trying to notice my blessings lately, in my hectic and chaotic life, so isn't it interesting that my last two posts are about that?  I am just super grateful for my life and want to be even more grateful.  I don't have these kind of moments often, but I have to wonder if I'm not having them, or if I'm just not noticing them.  But I digress...

Today, I dropped off the babies at the sitter and climbed back in my van to head to school.  I was running a little late, but decided not to press the issue on speeding as I am a little afraid of Murphy's Law.  We are talking about probability and odds in my math class and I'm beginning to grasp the concepts, yet I am still working on being honest and having integrity, no matter what the odds are.  So, driving safely, I make it to class with a few minutes to spare.

I park in the visitor lot, where I pay with a meter.  Unfortunately, I left the house without grabbing any change out of the jar, darnit.  I start digging through my wallet and come up with .95.  I am short one nickel and the change machine doesn't accept pennies.  So, I start asking random people in the parking lot, but nobody has change.  What do I do?  Now, I am going to be late.  I take one last chance and walk into the parking office, hoping somebody has change in their purse because they do not deal with cash in that office.  Luck!  The gal working there has one nickel in exchange for my five pennies, score one for me.  I put my money in the maching and I have one hour.  Unfortunately, my class is one hour and 15 minutes.  What to do?  I will worry about it when I get there.

Think about this here.  Do I leave 15 minutes early and miss something in class?  Do I stay and chance getting a ticket in the next 15 minutes?  What would you do?

I paid attention the whole hour and took fabulous notes about probability and odds.  I learned more about gambling and card playing than I ever want to admit.  I forgot about my impending choice until well into the hour.  When  I turned around and looked at the clock, it said 11:25 and I know I have about 10 minutes before my permit expires and the parking lot is about 4 minutes away.  Right as I turn back around to my notes and the teacher, she says, "Well, I guess that's all, you're free to go.  I will be e-mailing you your assignment so be ready for it."  And with that, I gather my books and purse and leave.  Lucky, huh?  I am going with blessed.

It gets better.  Remember how I didn't speed to get there?  I deserve a reward for that, don't I?  Well, while I was talking on my cell phone as I hurried out to the parking lot, I kept noticing all these people with bowls of ice cream.  I thought maybe there was some sort of sale, but I think to myself, this is too weird, I must investigate and in my head I have 6 minutes to spare, so I walk into the Student Union (on my way to the parking lot) and lo and behold, they are giving away ice cream sundaes.  There isn't even a line.  I grab my two scoops of vanilla ice cream, pour on some caramel and whipped topping and get to my car right in time for the permit to expire.  Doubly blessed.  Thank you.  Thank you very much.