Rewards!

Remember when our children did a good deed or did a great job on something, we rewarded them.  Well one day I decided to reward myself.  Now, it's not what you think.  You see, my Mother's apartment is rented till the end of the month.  She is too frail to clean everything out herself, so it is left to me to do.  How do you decide what to save and what to throw away?  I don't have room at my house to store everything, I already have a garage full of Stacy's things.  So slowly every day I can, I have been going down to box things to give to someone who needs these things.  Then one day driving home, I decided, I should get a reward because I am working myself to death, and drove into the Dairy Queen that I pass by.  They have a caramel milk shake that is so good!  So that is what I do.  When Bob went down with me, I told him he needed a reward and I took him there.  Then I told him I had just started rewarding myself.  Hey, this way he will come and help me.  He does love ice cream too.  Oh, by the way don't tell the Doctor, I think he would get mad.......