Mondays are most people’s least-favorite day of the week. For me, being self employed, every day is pretty much the same. I work on most days, unless I just don’t feel like working, which is rare. But, my “non-work-days” could fall on a Monday, Thursday or any other day. A weekend day is really no different from a weekday for me. So, Mondays are not necessarily a bad day for me. In fact, yesterday, Monday, was a really super day for me this week.
I’ll tell you, want to talk about a good day? Yesterday was one of the best all-around days I’ve ever had, if you are talking in terms of a lot of good stuff happening to you. It was truly unbelievable, to be honest.
Actually it all started on Saturday. Late on Saturday afternoon I went and checked my mailbox and found that I had two notices to pick up packages at the Post Office. I rarely get any mail to be honest, just a couple bills every month and not much else. From time to time somebody will send me a package (usually somebody from the States will send me a gift of some kind). So, it was a surprise on Saturday to receive notice that I had two packages waiting for me! That was rare indeed.
Monday started out as it usually does for me. After getting up early and getting a couple of hours of work done, I went and met with a few friends for coffee. I usually do this every Monday morning, and it’s nice to catch up with my friends and hear what they are up to.
After our coffee meeting, I went to the Post Office to pick up my packages. I kind of knew what one of them would be, or at least who it was from, as he had told me that he was sending me something. The other package was a mystery for me, though. When I picked up the packages, I was a bit surprised by the size of the one package I was expecting, it was bigger than I thought it would be. The package was from a fellow named John who lives in New Mexico. I have never met John before. He is a reader, and a very nice man. Every year around this time, he always sends me a package.
When I opened the package, I was floored. I am diabetic, and John usually sends me supplies for diabetes testing. The test strips, lancet things that prick your finger for obtaining blood, that type of thing. I was always too embarrassed to say anything to John, but the test strips he sent every year were of no use to me, because I did not have a meter that could use those strips. I had a meter, but the brand of strips that he would send were not compatible with my meter. This year, when John was preparing to send his “care package” as he always calls it, he e-mailed me and asked if there was anything else I wanted or needed that he could add to the box. I shyly told him that the strips were so much appreciated, but unfortunately not usable because I did not have a meter to use them. I offered to Paypal him the money for a new meter of the same brand as the strips. John never really replied about the Paypal, he just replied that he had added a few extra things to this year’s package, and it was on the way.
When I got home from the Post Office with my packages, I opened up the package that John sent. Wow, it was stuffed full. A meter to use with the strips. And, test strips? He sent me so many boxes of test strips that my office looks like a Pharmacy. Based on the prices of test strips here (they are quite expensive), I added it up. He sent me several thousand dollars worth of test strips! I was in shock. He also sent me a lot of other testing supplies. Really, the price of the goods he sent was great, but for me the box was priceless. I was truly humbled. Friendship does not have a dollar value, and even if we have never met, John is a true friend.
The second box I received was also a nice package, containing a gift of some real Maple Syrup from a friend who is in the Maple Syrup business. I know, diabetes and Maple Syrup? Not really compatible, but my family will enjoy the syrup, and I will enjoy the contents of the other box! 😉
Later in the day, I went to the barber shop to get a haircut. I have been going to a little hole in the wall place right here in my neighborhood. It is a very poor guy who cuts hair, and I really like him. He is my friend, and I enjoy talking to him, in Bisaya of course. He reached for his straight razor and I asked him “where can I buy one of these?” Well, he gave me his extra one. He told me that they sell for P150 (about $4), which is a lot of money for him. I know that he cannot afford to give me that razor. I offered many times to pay for it, but he would not hear of it. I told him I would just buy one at the store, but nothing doing. He told me I am a regular customer and friend, and he wanted to give it to me. I felt bad, but also honored. I am going to go buy a lechon manok (roasted chicken) today around 5pm and bring it to him as a gift. One good turn deserves another!
I had some other nice things happen to me yesterday too. Monday the worst day of the week? Not this time! It was one of my best days ever!
Thanks to all of my friends who helped make Monday special for me! I hope that I also have done something to make your life a bit better as well.