Thursday, September 20, 2007

Garage Sale's are the worst kind of hell

We've been planning on having a garage sale for the past 3 three years...no four...no three...I have no idea it's been so long and we've said THIS TIME WE'RE DOING IT so many times that I've lost count. It's not deciding what to sell, it's the organizing of the junk that we don't want (that we're certain someone else does) that always gets us all bogged down. This weekend is the community Oktoberfest (translated "drink beer in a tent uptown") and there are town wide garage sales. THIS TIME WE'RE DOING IT.

So a few weeks ago, in an effort to start getting ready, Joe got all the stuff down from the garage attic and unceremoniously dumped it in the second bay of our two car garage. It's like Mount Junkmore. It's been leering at us from that side of the garage since then. I swear it moves on it's own.

me: "did you move that Operation game?"
Greg: "no...it's over on the far side of the pile"
me" "no, it's sitting by the back door...I think it's making it's way back to the house"

Joe started organizing it Sunday. I was still in my sling and who can organize one handedly, I ASK YOU? He didn't get far before he came into the house, soaked with sweat and covered with baby clothes that he'd been sorting and said..."lets go for a ride or something, I need to get away from this". Hasn't been touched since.

Now it doesn't have to look like Neiman Marcus out there...but I would like the stuff at least organized into piles that people don't have to climb. You know..toys together...baby stuff together. Then I'm going to play that subliminal stuff that Target plays...."BUY MORE SHIT!" Works on me every time! (see 700 Stickers entry)

Oh...and did I mention the free dog with purchase sale?

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