A Virgo got me out of bed

A Virgo got me out of bed early Saturday morning, “Come on, let’s go to the hardware store.” Okay, fine, so there I was, pushing her cart around the big warehouse building supplies store, looking for whatever I thought I needed for the trailer, and I saw the coolest thing. There was a little girl, standing in the front of cart, directing the adult pushing the cart, where to go. Communication didn’t seem to be to good, as usual, the adult had a different destination in mind, but I stuck my elbow into the Virgo’s ribs, “Hey, I want to ride in the cart like that.” “I don’t THINK so.” Adults sure can be a drag when it comes to having a little harmless fun. Besides, commandeering an orange shopping cart looked like a lot of fun. “You do make a trip to the hardware store seem like an adventure.”