well.
we got a fine dose of humanity today. we had a garage sale. the Good Neighbor Grandma/Grandpa let us use their 'in town' house to have our Big Sale. we didnt get as much $$ as we hoped - but it was more than we thought so.. mixed results. but the upside was that we got more space in the house and garage - and another donation slip for our taxes at goodwill when i dumped some of the leftovers.
but wow - the weirdos were out for sure.
me - i love garage sales and stop all the time. but being on the other side of the table was an experience for sure. my favorite customer was a 89 year old man on a scooter who showed up first thing. then it was just a variety of folks. mostly i was surprised by the number of older-than-us guys who showed up to dig in the $1 or $0.50 each boxes... they all took bits and bobs.
inevitably they all elbowed each other in the ribs and made man-humor about the size 13 bowling shoes and accompanying ball we had on the table. then they's say something like "that guy must be a GIANT" when they couldnt even comfortably hold the ball b/c the span of the holes was too far apart for them. about that time they'd give me some kind of "hey honey" thing and try to be all friendly...then i'd just nod toward my husband standing like a oak tree over in the corner of the yard. then they'd just kinda say "oh..." and scoot away.
honestly who has time for that all day? sheesh.
then we got our share of even weirder weirdos. of course the worst of the lot showed up after The Big Man had to leave me there alone. a minivan full of not quite retired guys (so i dunno what their excuse was for riding around all day).... bunch of weirdos. about then i was wishin' i had the dog. or my axe. but then they all piled into their mini-van-hoopty and took off. whew.
i took the signs down then threw everything in the big truck and skedaddled.
course....i ended up putting a big chunk of our winnings into the big truck's gas tank just to GET to town. but at least we have less stuff.
anticipation to the garage sale was tough around here. i'm pretty sure i have a bleeding ulcer, i have a twitch in my eye, and i had nightmares over the whole thing. and its one of the few times TBM and i go ugly with each other. there were a few tug-o-wars over whether all his junk should or should not go in the 'sale' pile. there was finger pointing and "oh yeah"-ing. but we survived. specially when the older well dressed gals showed up, parked their Cadillac's on the curb and got to the hard bargaining and loaded up. once the cash starting pouring in he thought the whole thing was a great idea.
the worst customer was the gal who talked on the phone for 20 mins over whether she should or should not buy a table cloth for $2. i finally just shoved her in her car and took her money. she was scaring off the paying folks for sure.
anyway. thats what happened. i think i got plenty of "in town" to last me a while.
makes the barnyard look downright peaceful.
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