So that said, while I like shopping at yard sales, I do not like having one of my own.
And that is exactly what I am doing this weekend.
My husband was away for work so I set it up all by myself. He came home and built me some tables and a rack to hang up clothes, and we got ready to go. Of course it's over 90 degrees today and humid. People are avoiding my house like the plague. Which is odd because I live on a busy street in town.
My oldest is giving his best salesman pitch for each toy and shirt people look at though, he sure is trying hard. I love that kid.
But it's hot. My baby wants to run away. I'm hungry- But I fear if I go inside, someone will actually come.
And a cardinal pooped on my money box.
Remind me of this when I want to do this again next year.