If I ever mention to anyone, EVER again, that I want to have a garage sale in August, SMACK ME. Really.
Two days of hard work, sweating my arse off, and dragging crap in and out and I am $17 richer. That is all.
Today it went from 100 degrees to raining, to 100 degrees, to storming. I am so tired I could cry.
And this was nothing...
Next week, we MOVE.
Someone hold me.