Sale of the Century
No, Babies R Us did not just vomit in our living room; we're having a yard sale tomorrow.
Good times.
Not.
At first I was sniffly and sad and all "awwwwwww, remember when....?" but now I'm tired, hungry, and pissed off and hoping we can make enough to not go into debt over our beach trip in a couple of weeks.
Labels: musings
1 Comments:
Good luck at the sale. Looks like you have enough things to sell to make enough for the trip.
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