The JOY of yard sales

You know I don't like yard sales...except when they are over. I had a BIG one this weekend and was very pleased. We (me and my Mom) made $876!!! That will go a long way in paying for Emma's furniture! Sadly, it never goes as far as one thinks it might!



One thing I sold was my bedroom furniture that I have had since I was a little girl. We have a recording of me telling my Dad about them coming to bring me "my new bed." I had the sweetest, though quite raspy, voice as a child. I think it was raspy because, believe it or not, I didn't talk. Seriously. My parents thought something was wrong with me for the longest time. I didn't talk until I was well into my 3rd year...and I haven't shut up since!



Good-bye old furniture...thanks for the memories of slumber parties, bed post microphones, practicing my dance moves in front of the mirror (I still can't dance), rearranging my room at least once a month, listening to my secrets...and never telling, and many thanks to the handles for clinking and letting my know that my brother was snooping again! It will be a little bittersweet tomorrow when that lady comes to get it all...but there are new memories to be made!