Any positive energy that karma had banked up for me was just cashed in.
The snowblower won’t start. I grudgingly picked up the shovel and went to it. I was almost done digging out the first car when a guy driving a pickup with a plow came out of the blue and plowed out the huge snow bank at the end of our driveway. He didn’t stop, but he rolled down his window and said he hoped that would help.
In our house we have a new hero.
Karma is real, kids. Be nice to everyone. Always.