Feel Good Friday, January 25, 2013
This weekend we are preparing for the garage sale we are having next weekend. Since we moved in to the new house, last October, the garage has been nearly impassable. If you could make your way through the boxes, appliances and hoarded treasures, the item you want is, more than likely, impossible to reach.
I have boxes of books and CD’s I would love to open, just to remind myself of what they contain, but they are stacked against the wall and there is ten feet of furniture and other miscellany that would have to be conquered prior to getting my hands on the desired items.
Anyway, this weekend we make preparations to improve accessibility to the garage. Who knows, we may even get a car in there in a couple weeks.
Garage sales are interesting events. You inform potential buyers that you are offering to let them give you money and haul away junk you no longer want. You tell them the sale is from 8 – 12. They show up at 7, because they want to get the jump on all the other treasure hunters. You’re probably having morning coffee and toast on Saturday morning and some stranger knocks on your door asking to see your stuff early because they have somewhere to be later. Good grief.
Tomorrow we will move the cars from the driveway and move all the crap outside so we can differentiate, separate and organize the for sale items from the not for sale items. I have a feeling the most often repeated comment will be something along the lines of “I was wondering where that was.”
The problem is the same as when you open a box of old pictures. You tend to sit down and look at all the photos, programs and memorabilia rather than do the job at hand. It’s going to be difficult not looking in those boxes of books and CD’s when I finally get close enough to get my hands on them.
Here’s the conundrum. If I have salvaged, stored, saved, warehoused and generally collected these items for years and years, what makes anyone think I have the inner strength and fortitude to get rid of them now? Wish me luck and, in a couple weeks, I’ll let you know how the sale went.
Have a great weekend. I will.
sending...


The other comment sure to be repeated on several occasions…”You can have it when you can pry it from my cold, lifeless fingers!!!”
Good luck, I remember the one we had when we bought our house, 17 years ago. If I remember correctly all we accomplished is making room for future stuff. Maybe I should get rid of the barber chair; naw, I might get around to refinishing it someday. Jim