A knock at my door.............

When I pull in the driveway after work and get out of my car, I am usually carrying my work bag, my pocketbook, Thomas' bag, my coffee mug and my keys. I pull right up to my steps, run in, drop everything and immediately take the Norminator out. It takes all of about, well, less than a minute. Thomas hangs tight until Norm is done doing his thing and then I bring him in the house. (Don't slam me for leaving my kid in the car for I never lose sight of him during this.) This has all just become routine. However tonight Einstein was home early so I did not need to take Norm out.

An hour later at 6:15 there's a knock at my door. I immediately grab Norman the attack dog. (Let him think this. I don't want to crush his ego!) We weren't expecting anyone so I was curious as to who it could be. I open the door and immediately call to Einstein to come out there. I did not recognize the man on the other side of the storm door. He starts talking although I'm not hearing what he is saying. His speech was slow and I was getting nervous. I said "huh?" to him while holding on to the door knob. He points to my driveway and repeats himself. "There's a purse in your drive way. Did you drop your purse?" With Einstein behind me and the attack dog in my arms, I open up the storm door and look. There in my driveway partly under my car is my pocketbook. I must have dropped it while carrying everything mentioned above and trying to bring Thomas in the house at the same time. This man was walking down the street with another man and they noticed it. They did not touch it but simply came to my door to tell me.

I immediately went outside and picked it up and thanked him repeatedly. We live on a very busy street, especially during rush hour. Anyone could have picked it up and been on their merry way before I would have even noticed. I went back in the house and starting feeling guilty for being so suspicious and leery of this man when I opened the door. He looked a little dirty and he talked a little funny however here he was, doing something nice. I felt bad that I judged him I like I did. I know you can't trust anyone and that I did do the right thing by being cautious. I just wish that in this world, we don't always have to think the worst. There are still some good people out there :)

And...........because I was tagged my Jamie and Jenny for the "Show me what's in your purse" meme, I thought this was the most fitting time!