So most of you know that we started our garage sale today. OMG what a lot of crap we've accumulated in the last 4 yrs. :-P This, I think, is why it was good to move every 2 years. Even though, yeah, it was sucky.
Mollusc pointed out this morning that there is only one letter separating "Garage Sale" from "Garbage Sale." One letter, and maybe nothing else.
We did OK today. I was thrilled to sell a toddler bed, and equally unthrilled when it unsold again. :-/ My friends moved their big pieces and I got rid of some junk, too, though my kids made more $ than I did.
Surprisingly, it's been Mollusc who has been the taskmaster when it comes down to purging things. Usually, she's the sentimental one. But this time I heard her saying "One big elephant and three babies. We don't need three babies. One, or two?" And in reply to the immediate arguments from the peanut gallery, "Have you EVER seen a mother elephant with three babies?" ^_^
Once all the work of getting stuff ready is done, the good part comes - sitting with friends, chatting, and doing occasional math; drawing chalk outlines of the littles in the driveway to amuse them, eating together and hassling the bigs about bringing out more stuff if they really want to buy something from their friends. :-)