Making someone happy made me feel good. How could it not? I love love love making someone else feel good when I can.
Once I had gotten my first fare back home from town, I got to return home for the remainder of the day myself, as our Wiarton Driver had returned to takeover from me. Phew .. cause I had to dust 1/4 inch of dust off the furniture in our bedroom and get the bed made if nothing else got done this day (which it didn't).
My hubby got home at a fairly descent hour today, and took us for a $5.00 Sub at Wiarton's Subway. This made me feel really good as I only had to heat up some homemade soup to go along with it for our Dinner, and there were minimal dishes to be done up afterwards.
It was a GOOD day this day, "Just North of Wiarton & South of the Checkerboard".