Office was overwhelmed and
Discouraged, so I hatched a plan.
In two days I needed to
Return for a blood draw, so
I decided to take a treat for her.
But what?
Candy?
No.
Blueberry muffins?
Yes.
Sadly, when I prepared them I
Goofed up.
I tried to remedy my misstep, but
The muffins weren't nicely
Rounded on the top and the
Texture was imperfect.
It was too late to start over.
"Take them anyway," Danny said,
"Nothing's perfect. And it's the
Thought that matters."
I took my hubby's advice.
I drizzled frosting over the
Muffins to distract from their
Lumpy tops.
And I stuck them in a bag along with
An encouraging poem.
Alas!
When I arrived for my blood draw, the
Receptionist was absent and the
Lady filling in for her was new and
Apologetic.
"You're doing fine," I assured her.
I handed her the goodie bag and
Said, "Share these with your
Hard working coworkers."
"Thank you so much," she responded.
"And I'll make sure the other gal
Gets hers tomorrow."
I'll admit I was a bit disappointed that
My plan had gone awry.
But I hope Danny was right.
I pray that my warm thoughts will
Make up for my imperfect muffins.