Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

The miracle roast

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We’ve got a big family gathering here tomorrow afternoon.  Husband’s extended family is heading over for a get together and lots of food is waiting, almost ready!  My biggest worry was that the rib roast I ordered turned out to be too small when I picked it up yesterday.  “Oh well,” I thought, “everyone will just have to eat a lot of other stuff.”   Still.  It bothered me.  Last time we did this we barely had enough meat and the roast was larger.

Today I made the salads and the do ahead mashed potatoes, the sweet potatoes and ambrosia.  During all the preparation I realized I was running out of dish washing liquid.  Really?  I have to go to the store for soap?  I planned this project so well specifically to avoid that last minute dash to the store.  I really didn’t need anything, except that darn dish washing soap – and something for husband and I to eat today.

So I went to the grocery store which sits right next to a Subway sub shop.  The plan was to pick up the soap and then run over to the sub store and pick up dinner for us tonight.  In the grocery store I grabbed a couple things, bananas, stuff to make chili for later in the week…and guess what I found at the meat counter?  ANOTHER rib roast just exactly the right size to add to the one I ordered!  Tomorrow we will have enough meat!  What were the odds that I’d run out of something which would make me go to the store when I didn’t really want to go out and that there would be one roast just the perfect size waiting for me.  I muscled my way in between two women who were considering hamburger or pork and scooped that roast up.

And I sang along with the radio all the way home.   Perfect.  Like it was meant to be.

Which I’m sure it was.

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Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

22 thoughts on “The miracle roast

  1. I love signs like that…certainly it was meant to be. Have a wonderful dinner!

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  2. Oh, it’s the good karma paying you back for all your good deeds.

    Set a plate for me!

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  3. Which shows you will the perfect lunch and everyone will be happy and well fed 🙂

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  4. superb.
    i hope your meal was Puuurrfect. Xx

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  5. Sara, Oreo, and Chewy said it so well! You earned it!

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  6. Hooray for serendipity! Enjoy your family and your food perfection 🙂

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  7. And are you more excited about finding the second roast, serendipitously, than you would have been over having bought a single roast the right size at the start? I’m betting the answer is yes. Nothing like having one’s anxiety relieved to make the heart sing! Have a great time with family, Dawn!

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  8. Cool story! I love it when things work out like that. Looking forward to seeing the pictures!

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  9. I think our friend Katybeth over at Odd (http://oddlovescompany.com/blog/) would call that synchronicity. Don’t you love it when it happens to you???

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  10. That dinner sounds pawsome. We will come over if there are any leftovers ok.

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