yard sales, tank top tans and walking coffee mugs

Well, the yard sale went well...even if there was a heatwave... I made more than I thought because the temp at 11 am was 99 F. Many people ask me how I did on the yard sale and I say "I got a tank top tan for free. How much better can it get?"

I think they want to know how much money I made but won't come out and ask...and I'm not telling... thought it was much better than anticipated.

Sold about half the stuff. I had all 6 tables full and the clothing racks full. And still couldn't get every thing on the table. When it was all over... I had 9 empty boxes and just 8 left over...so that says a lot to me.

All morning I kept hearing people say, "Hey, here's a mug full of coffee." Yep, my cup ...I kept putting it down to go help people. I kept waiting for someone to ask me how much it was.

Over all..a productive sale even if I got too hot and spent most of Sunday recuperating. Al had to be at work by 1pm... and couldn't help me break things down and pack them back up. So I would spend 20 mins packing, then go inside and cool off for 20 mins, and so on...so it took me from 1 pm until 7:30 pm to get everything put away. The neighbors took pity on me and came over to help me get the tables in the truck. I was so thankful...

Once I was done, I took a long cool shower and napped until 9 pm... then promptly let the cat out by mistake... talk about being mad. She hid in the bushes behind the house--there's poison ivy in them dar bushes...arrrrr... so I couldn't get her out of there in the dark. She stayed out until 11 pm...

Al was furious with me. I reminded him that he's let her out by mistake 3 to my 1 time. She finally came to the door on her own. I knew no amount of bribes would work and suggested that Al try to bribe her, because she'll connect running outside to getting treats. All day Sunday, she knew she was in trouble and hid from us.

Sunday was my lazy day...Al was off and we cooked and hung out. I kept taking 15 min naps and I'm glad I did or I wouldn't have made it to work today. Al said that the reason I was so tired was that I wasn't used to such strenous physical activity (packing and carrying boxes). I told him that it was the sun that zapped me. Hell, it was 105 F at 2 pm and I was in and out of the heat from 6 am until 7:30 pm)... and still I survived.

It's mighty early in the spring to be having a heatwave like we're having..this type of weather doesn't hit until July and August...I fear that it will be even worse during those months.

Yard Sale

My yard sale went well. Made about $200. Sold 3/4 of my junk. I met some nice people who live close to Al. He had to work but helped me get everything out and in front of the garage.

My brother gave me all his heavy metal cassettes to sell. (He's transferring his collection into CDs) 4 cassette holders of them--which hold about 80 cassettes each. I put them behind my chair because most of the yard sale birds were ladies over 50 and old retired men. I knew none of them would want any metal. I'm pretty sure they would have given the cassettes the evil eye like they did my tarot stuff. One lady wouldn't touch anything on the book table because I had some tarot books on it.

Anyway, it was around noon and I was tired. Almost ready to give it up, when 3 cars drove up and everyone piled over to the tables to look at my junk...hoping to find a treasure. I was talking to an elderly lady about garden tools (she was searching yard sales for some. I had none) when I heard two guys crumbling that none of the yard sales had 'manly stuff.' One of the women with them said, "if you did find manly stuff...you can't buy it. You hardly have any money."

SO I look over and...I see Baseball caps (The Atlanta Braves) covering badly cut mullets. T-shirts that read "AC/DC" and "Oz Feast". Metal Heads. So I said, "Hey dudes, look behind the Carolina chair." They rushed over and immediately I heard the case drawers being opened and joyous cries of "On Man, Black Sabbath...the whole collection" "Dude, Y&T.... All their cassettes..." and so on.

I turned to help a lady bag her purchases (she bought all my worn out bedroom slippers..lol.. I was going to turn them out and I'm glad I didn't) when I felt a touch on my arm. The guys were standing there, looking hopeful and holding out their hands. In them were crumpled dollar bills and every coin imaginable. The AC/DC guy said, "How much for the whole collection?" You know, they were so hopeful. I said, "Whatever you got in your hands." They pushed the money into mine and took off with glee.

After they left, I counted it. $8.89. lol... long live metal....cassettes.