Wednesday, September 1, 2021

Ready to Rock

"Ma'am, are you purchasing a bag of rocks?" I've smiled at this phrase for a month. Who buys a bag of rocks? Well, me. I bought a bag of rocks.

Let me back up... Life picked up a bit with the entrance of an amazing little grandbaby. He's beautiful and his parents are doing a phenomenal job. I've been so blessed to sit with this sweet one when mom and daddy need a nap. I woke up one morning with no plans, nowhere to go... I thought. It became so heavy on my heart to "get ready" that I couldn't shake it. Typically, if I don't have anywhere to go I can easily stay in comfy clothes and not shower all day haha. This was different, it was "get COMPLETELY ready". Like, make-up, hair, the whole 9 ya know!

So, I did.

Why? I had and still have NO CLUE! I had one chore I had been meaning to do so once I had gone through the grueling effort of straightening my floor length hair (just kidding, but it totally felt that long) I grabbed my damaged glasses and set off to the eye place to get them repaired. When I finished there, I texted sleepy daddy and asked if they needed anything. Since I knew it would take him a minute to reply I drove down to the thrift store. As I was looking around I spotted a bag of rocks. I stooped down and had this conversation with myself...

Who would donate a bag of rocks?
Well, who would think it's a good idea to sell a bag of rocks?
Yeah but WHO in their RIGHT mind would BUY a bag of rocks?

Me.

I bought a bag of rocks and I'm not even mad about it. Once my arms were so full and HEAVY with things (I refused to get a cart) I made my way up to the cash register. The guy was super nice and started entering the items telling me a story and then he stops, looks at the bag and says "Ma'am, are you purchasing a bag of rocks? If you'll just go outside to the right you can get them for free" We laughed and I expressed my appreciation to him for actually recognizing the irony of this situation and told him about the little conversation I had with myself. Because I can't just leave a moment alone, I explained to him my love of rocks and how THESE rocks were just PERFECT! A sweet lady who was working behind the counter with him spoke up and said "hold on, I HAVE to show you this... you're going to laugh" She goes over and gets her purse, unzips the front pocket and says her daughter tells her "here mommy, will you hold my rocks". The pocket was full of beautiful treasures! I immediately felt such a connection with this little girl!!! YES! EXACTLY!

There are some things in life that are explainable and some things ya just roll with... I love rocks, just roll wif it, k? k!

There was ONE annual field trip we took when I was growing up, I would BEG my mom for money - the quarry. You could purchase a bag of rocks for a $1 if I remember correctly. It was so much fun to me! Then, we would all get on the bus and exchange rocks, or not. My sweet husband has moved a duffle bag of rocks that I've collected over the years probably 20 times over our 27 years of marriage. He just shakes his head haha

So, what am I going to do with a bag of rocks? Not sure really but it sure has given me a lot of smiles :) I think I'll paint them with inspirational words and go hide them in my friend's yard haha

The storal of the mory (look up Rindercella on YouTube) Ya never know what you're getting ready for - just get ready! :)

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