I faced my fears this morning and crawled half way under our deck and collected rocks for my goth garden.
In my pajamas.
Before you start thinking, what the heck is this girl doing? Let me tell you how it started.
I was feeling pretty good this morning after taking a Benadryl. I wasn’t sneezing as bad as I had been, but I wanted to sit out back without my allergies kicking up. So I took a Benadryl and sat in our patio chairs with my husband and a hot cup of coffee. Peaceful.
All was well until I saw a weed in the flower bed in front of our deck. Not thinking much of it, I hopped up and pulled the weed.
Then I saw another. Then another. So I put on my gardening gloves sat down on the edge of the stones, in my robe and PJs and started pulling weeds.
Then I was too warm. I pulled my robe off and continued. I leaned over and looked under the deck.
“OOOOOO! Look at that rock! Look at ALL of these rocks! I need it.”
Isn’t this an awesome rock? It’s like a pyramid!
My husband, not looking up from his iPad, said, “I wouldn’t be crawling under there.”
So I went back to weeding.
But I wanted that rock!
But how was I going to get it? No way am I crawling under there. There are weird things like spiders and bugs.
But I wanted that rock.
So I grabbed the rake, leaned over and pulled the rock closer to me within reach. Not bad! Then I saw another. As I continued to pull rocks over to me, my husband started trimming a few of our ornamental grasses.
By now I was on my knees, in this weird yoga-like position trying to reach a rock further under the deck. It was just out of reach. I leaned in further.
Then I saw it. I had seen it before, but forgot about it. It was the wannabe dead body. It scares me everytime and my husband is now laughing at me, “oh my gosh you’re crazy up underneath there!”
Doesn’t it look like a dead body? It freaks me out! I think I have been watching too many “Bones” episodes. I crawled back out and stood up to take the rocks I collected over to the side yard.
“Ick, I feel like I have bugs crawling all over me”. As I was heading to the side yard, my husband snuck up behind me with some of the ornamental grass clippings and touched my shoulder. I pretty much came out of my skin!
That man laughed and laughed! Not funny. I’ll get him back…
Look at all of these rocks I got!
I think I’m done for the day. Last day of my vacation and I’m sad. Usually I’m ready to go back to work, but this vacation was unbelievably relaxing and I would love to stay home a few more days.
Enjoy your Sunday and if you are looking for rocks, happy rock hunting!