
We live in a VERY small rural town that has an annual yard sale in June. We have only lived here for 2 years and I am a little out of touch with things since I have been busy with the 2 babies. Now that they are older I thought I would join in and have a yard sale with everyone. Well for a couple weeks I have been cleaning out my home and basement. I have been organizing and pricing (with my cute neon price stickers) all our unwanted items. Hubby even put his trailer in the garage so I could lay my stuff out the night before and he could hook to it and pull it out in the morning. So sweet and helpful!
Well...hubby called when he got to work this morning and said that there were TONS of yard sales. My response, "Oooh good, just imagine what tomorrow will be like when it is the actual main day!" This evening my friend (who I thought was setting up with me on our farm) calls and says she set up at the fire dept. I told her that all my stuff was loaded on the trailer and ready to go. She is REALLY quiet and then says, "Umm...you do know that today is the only day they have the community sale?!"
Needless to say, I did not. Sooooo....I guess all my work was for nothing and I feel like crying in my Diet Coke. One of three things is going to happen. A. I pack everything in the Escalade and haul it to Goodwill. B. I put stuff in basement and wait for Fall Community Sale (From what I hear this one doesn't do very well though) C. I advertise and have one by myself.
Right now I refuse to look in the garage at the trailer and I am going to bed. Brighter Side= My house is cleaner!
Happy Friday!
