The skinny kid behind the counter gave me a nod and grabbed a plastic glove.
“Ma'am, do you think you're in a rut?”
What did he say? I looked up from my grocery list.
“Um … it’s just that uh … you always get honey ham.”
“Yes, I do. My family likes honey ham.” I sounded like a commercial. Choosy moms choose honey ham.
He shrugged and handed over the ham. I grabbed my cart and left. But I couldn't get his remark out of my head.
Why did this guy notice – or even care about – my deli meat preferences? Did he think he was being clever? In-tune with the customer? Just because I like honey ham doesn't mean I'm in a rut!
That night we went out for Mexican food. When the waiter brought our menus I pushed mine aside. No need to look at it. I always ordered the same thing.
“I’ll take one medium shell beef taco with sour cream and tomatoes.”
Come to think of it, I always order the same things at all my favorite restaurants. It’s no big deal. I like to know what to expect. I enjoy predictability. Routine. Oh man, maybe I am in a rut!
I've got to break free from the daily routine of life. I need to get out of my comfort zone. Do something out-of-the-ordinary. Something fun. Maybe even something unpredictable!
Bungee jumping wasn't my thing, so I made myself a promise. I'll at least take advantage of the little opportunities that come along and make life more interesting. So here’s what I did:
I did something fun.
When the eighth-grade volleyball girls challenged us parents to a game, I was a little apprehensive. I mean, I played volleyball in school, but that was a long time ago. Then I thought about it. This could be fun. Instead of sitting on the bleachers, I’d be right in the action. And guess what? It was fun – especially when we won!
If you've read my blog very long, you know how much I enjoy public speaking. (Not!) Last week I was invited to talk on live, local television about one of my recent blog posts. If you missed that post, you can read it here: If I Could Bubble-Wrap Her Heart. Talking on TV was nerve-wracking, but it was also a great way to get out of my comfort zone.
I reconnected with a friend I hadn't seen in twenty years. It was wonderful. We laughed. We cried. We giggled like teenagers. And we promised not to wait another twenty years to do it again.
And then I did something unpredictable.
I saw them from a distance while strolling through the mall. A cute pair of boots. A small voice spoke up inside my head. You are a grown woman and you've never owned a cute pair of boots. It’s true. I've had tennis shoes, black, brown and blue loafers – even my fair share of ugly pumps from the 90’s – but I've never owned a stylish pair of boots. (No Curt, my snow boots don’t count.) It suddenly became clear. Buying these boots would be perfectly unpredictable. Besides, as I was standing in line, a sweet old lady slipped me her coupon so I knew it was God's will.
“Can I help you?”
“Yes,” I said with a grin. “I'll take a quarter-pound of sweet maple turkey breast.” I felt empowered.
She wrapped it up and set it on the counter.
“Yes...” I tapped my finger against my lips, pondering. “Give me a half-pound of honey ham.”
I mean seriously, let’s not get crazy. These things take time.
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