well, if you ask me …

Every year our civic association plans a community-wide yard sale. With more than five hundred homes in our neighborhood, this event draws a lot of attention from yard sale junkies. Our first opportunity to participate was in May 2003. Billy and Becky were thrilled but rain spoiled the entire weekend. We were anxiously awaiting this year’s event.We made three trips to our storage unit (which we have vowed to downsize by <crossing_fingers> 8/28/2004 </crossing_fingers>), helped the children sort through mountains of toys and made plans for drawing traffic back into our ‘no outlet’ portion of the neighborhood. We were ready! The day had arrived. 

• 5:42 a.m. — Coffee in hand, I made one last trip to storage to grab a small pile of things I could not get Friday night because of the rain.

 

• 7:00 a.m. — Both cars out of the way, we begin to set up our things.

 

• 7:45 a.m. — Our first rush. Our first two cutomers arrive and clean out the best of the toys and bakeware.

 

• 10:00 a.m. — Terri holds down the operation as we take a walk to spend some of our profits.

 

• 1:00 p.m. — Intense winds put an end to our sale (and make a mess of the yard).

 

 In the end we were able to unload a huge pile of ‘junk’ and make a few dollars, but most importantly we had a fun day.