.06 cents and a decision

Thoughts of the day.

Dollars and cents:
Today I marched out in -22 below windy winter weather to post some holiday cards for my company. I had originally stamped them wrong and .44 cents needed to be added to the cards. We only had .52 cent stamps in the office and I was told I could not put them on the envelopes.

Originally I thought this was a regulation of the post office. After walking the long distance in the horrible weather the post office informed me that putting a .52 cent stamp on the envelope would have been fine.

It was then I realized that I was sent on this long walk from hell to save .06 cents an envelope. So that means, I risked losing my nose to the cold to save the company .72 cents. I'm a little miffed at the whole idea.

The Decision
44 years ago my grandfather chose to come to Saskatchewan, Canada instead of Australia and he brought his wife and 6 children.

This morning I asked my mother, in a huff, as i trudged to the car "Why on earth did your family immigrate here?" and she said "especially since the other option was Australia". It struck me then how one decision made 44 years ago, by one man, effected the lives of 2 generations of family.

It's crazy. I often think of the repercussions of my decisions but I never place it into a spectrum of decisions like "oh if I move to the UK, my kids will grow up the in the UK, and then their kids will grow up in the UK"......I don't think about those string of events.

There are probably more decisions out there that i have not really taken into considerations how big the results are.