I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to have a garage sale…but how could I find the strength to do it? The closets were to the bursting point and Rick had to send out a search party to find the car! But it’s so hard to just get everything organized and priced and signs made etc. And then there is ‘separation’ anxiety’. I’ve grown fond of my junk. I’d be pricing something and I’d say “Ah heck…I think I’ll keep this!” LOL. My sister Beth and her husband Ed were our saving grace. I don’t know how we would have done it without them.
So now it’s over…the house can breathe…the garage can breathe. Our belongings are scattered far and wide…starting a new life. And I am not getting out of this chair EVER AGAIN! I’ll just sit here and count my money! 😉