Building a life for yourself is hard. So is building a life with someone else. I admire the builders - individuals, couples, and families with humble beginnings who constructed lives they're proud of. This blog is about capturing that wisdom and how my husband and I are learning to be builders too.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Thanks for being there, Quizno's
What would have been my first time going to Krispy Kreme to buy my nagging sugar craving a doughnut never happened. Instead, I took a trip down a more responsible path: Two freeways and about a dozen stoplights to Beaverton Pet Clinic to pick up Arthur's pain pill prescription I had filled Sunday. Still, I wanted to eat something sweet and it was lunchtime and I was hungry, so I waffled between going to McDonald's or somewhere else junky, even though veggies from my expensive Community Supported Agriculture share were in my fridge rotting. Before I decided to stop procrastinating on getting Arthur's pills, the plan was to get Krispy Kreme, then go through the Burger King drive-through, which is halfway between KK and my house. At least I would have brought home my fish sandwich and put CSA lettuce on it. Instead, I spotted a Quizno's as I drove past the strip mall next door to the vet's. I cheerfully bought the $26 prescription, left my car parked at the vet's, and walked to Quizno's. For some reason the veggie sandwich was not on the menu, but the employee offered to make me one. It looked more like a medium, not the small size I asked for, and it cost $3.99, but I swear I have paid more before for them. There were cookies and brownies for sale but they looked gross. I left the store happy about the way the whole experience turned out, even though the guacamole made my stomach feel queasy afterward. It was all meant to be. I'm glad I was rewarded for making the responsible choice.