Most years our little community has a community-wide yard sale. This may be the last year that Man lets me go alone. 
Let’s check out my goodies, shall we?
(Please forgive the blurry semi-before shot…it wasn’t here yet for the official photo shoot, and I forgot to take a photo before I started stripping off her clothes. So this a.m. I snuck out to the shop in my pj’s. Sorry neighbors.)
Man’s comment when he arrived home with the rocker and wash tubs? …shaking his head, “The neighbors sure love you on yard sale day.” Interpretation: “I can’t believe you bought all this junk.” He just doesn’t understand.
Total damage? $60. I thought I did pretty good. What do you think?
Until next time,
