I've never done a garage sale and in day 2 of prep, I now realize why.
Please forgive me if I'm not around much this week. It's because I'm up to my neck in awesomeness that I'm selling.
I said awesomeness. Cuz I don't have crap, ya know. I have awesomeness.
Reminds me of George Carlin's old joke, "Ever notice how other peoples' stuff is shit, but your shit is stuff?"
Sorry for the language, but really, you can't edit George.
Some gems that I've uncovered:
All the stuff I used in planning our wedding including but not limited to:
lists of stuff to buy
lists of presents received and from who
thank you cards for the gifts (which i did send out, but i have some left)
our complete itinerary for our honeymoon and souvenirs.
including...barf bags from the airplane (?!)
all of that circa 1998
glamour shots circa 1997
things that my husband was convinced he threw out or lost circa who the hell knows when?
Nintendo with games (the original, folks)
lots of stuff i thought i lost
Let me leave you with this, it's good for a laugh. Or one thousand.
none of that crap i'm wearing belonged to me. i didn't even like cowboy crap.
Hahahahahaha! Are you done now?? No??
Just one more minute? 'Kay.
Alrighty then, shut it.