Feeling Guilty...

Flashback:
Not long ago, my mom and I did a ton of yard work. We cut down a whole row of overgrown wax myrtles that line my driveway and a lot of other work. Well, there is a really nice young guy, a senior in high school, that lives across the street. So my mom walked over and talked to his mom and him and asked him if he'd mind giving us a hand with his wheel barrow to haul all the limbs to the street. Well, he did that PLUS cut the grass, weed eated (or do you think the past tense of that would be weed ate??) the beds, and blew off my drive way. It was a hot day, and he worked for a while. I had given him $20 up front and really felt like I should have given him more later on but I didn't have any more cash.

Flash forward:
There is a sweet little man that lives up the street. His name is Herman and he is probably in his 60s. He has come by several times when I am outside just to say hey and chat. Sometimes he's mentioned that he'd love to help me trim the bushes and edge the lawn. I have told him that would be great.

Present time:
I was just outside cutting my grass, which seriously takes me about 10 minutes. And I happened to be thinking about Herman, mainly because last time I was cutting my grass, he warned me to always push the lawn mower and not pull it back because I was likely to step right off the edge and bring the mower down on my toe. So his warning is echoing in my mind, when lo and behold, he walks up. He offers to do what he always offers to do, and I say great. We settle on $15. He did a bang up job, trimmed my azaleas and weed eated (ate??)the beds and blew off the drive way. It took him about 30 minutes.

The guilty part:
When I first started cutting my grass, the kid from across the street was walking down the sidewalk. We waved, and he went inside. When Herman came over, the kid was sitting on his front porch and watched it all. So now I am wondering if it's rude that I didn't get that kid to help. I sure didn't know if he could be perceived as rude to ask him again if he wanted to help. I didn't want him to think I would always assume that he would do my yard. But now I feel bad. Especially since he worked so hard last time. I don't mind helping a high school kid make a few bucks, and I certainly don't mind helping out a neighbor looking to help me and make a little extra cash. I am just not sure what would have been the right way to handle that.

The annoying part:
I didn't want to give Herman $20 since we'd agreed on $15, and of course the ATM only dispenses in $20 increments. Well, the first ATM was out of order at the gas station so I had to drive across the street to the other one. I needed a way to break the $20 so I bought a bottle of water and figured I'd wing it and buy a lotto ticket. I picked one out (a scratch off, mind you) and she run me up....$6.81. What the heck!?!?!? I'd unknowingly bought a freaking $5 lotto ticket! So I wound up having to pay Herman part of the money in quarters. And no, I didn't win a dime.