At about that time I had to make one final trip to Lowes to get replacement dirt, then next door to the new Fabulous Freddy's for some gas. That place deserves a blog post all by itself. If you have been, you know. Some girl runs up to your car to pump your gas for you and the word "fabulous" is thrown out a lot by everyone there.
Anyway, I wanted to pump my own gas and was going to pay inside so I turned down her offer. Inside and inline, I looked down at myself with a little bit of horror and amazement. I was completely covered in dust and grime and sweat. My shirt was soaked through with sweat. The sweat pouring off my head was making weird marks in the mud on my face. My shoes were wet and muddy and my pants were hardly recognizable in their original color. I had grime on every square inch of my body and I smelled bad enough that I was bothering myself.
A woman came up to me and took my hand and slipped 5 dollars into it and said, "hope this helps".
I almost didn't know what to say and she slipped out the door before I could try.
But it still makes me laugh.