Early Saturday morning- time to dress for my Body Pump class. I’ll admit I am not always super excited about this weekly appointment but always enjoy the post-pump high. As I was perusing some slices, making my daily comments, I read the post about Amy, the mom who was diagnosed with cancer. That post and story hit all who read it pretty hard, so when I heard the following words, my ears perked up.
“Hey, let’s go garage sale hopping,” my 23 year-old son suggested to my husband.
Now we are not available most Saturdays to spend the morning driving around searching for “stuff”, but when I heard Sam’s idea, I immediately responded.
“Can I come?”
Smiles spread across their faces. “You want to come with us? Sure!” The workout didn’t seem as important at that moment, in light of the devastating cancer story.
After a quick wardrobe change and much debate about which vehicle would be most suitable for our outing- the smaller one that could maneuver more parking challenges or the larger one that would hold more bargains- we headed out the door.
Thanks to a garage sale app (of course there’s a garage sale app, and of course my husband found it), Sam, Hubby and I set out on a spontaneous morning together. Yes, we found some deals we couldn’t pass up on items I didn’t even know we needed. And yes, I realized that I needed to just relax and enjoy watching my men chat with strangers as they negotiated, appreciating their easy-going outlook on how they spent their morning and abandoning my need-to-get-things-done attitude. This was only about the moment, the simple act of sharing a morning, a slice of life.