Good Deeds?

So yesterday I was driving to Springfield to get together a Zombie Preparedness Kit for Ryan's graduation gift when I make a turn around an overpass on the Fairfax County Parkway and see a Ford Explorer spinning out and settling in the middle of the road. By the time I'd slammed my brakes and pulled over to the median I was already on the phone with 911.

I got out of my car, saw the woman in the driver's seat waking up. She said she was okay, and she could move and everything, but we couldn't get her door open and her car wouldn't start. (It was fairly fucked in the front. She'd lost control and slammed into a barrier wall.) She couldn't exit on the passenger side because people were zooming by at 50-70mph there. It was pretty unsafe to be in the middle, and I saw her looking in the back to a kid, about 2 years old. I got the kid out of the back, and pulled the mom through the window. I stayed with them until some other people stopped to help, and then finally the police came.

The officer told everyone not involved to go home, so I did.

Is it odd that while I was driving away I thought, "damnit, had this happened Tuesday I'd have gotten my good deed for 2008 out of the way"? Just wondering.