We FINALLY Had Our Yardsale

"In thirty days I'll be bulldozing that shit-heap you call a gym into permanent nothingness. And I can only hope that you, and the mongrel race that comprise your membership, are inside it when I do."

After weeks and weeks of weather setbacks, we finally managed to have our yardsale on Saturday. The weather was gorgeous—sunny and warm, but with a light breeze. Our neighbors joined us in the space between our houses at 7:00 a.m. to begin setting up. We had clothes. We had toys. We had books. We had electronics. We had change for some decent sized bills. We had signs and online ads.

The only thing we didn't have on that most glorious of yardsale days was buyers.

If there was a dead cat or twelve in there we could be on Hoarders.

Oh, we saw a little traffic here and there. Bear made about $10 on her lemonade stand, mostly because she fearlessly approached people to peddle her wares and just about everyone tipped her. In item sales, we cleared about $60. Not a total flop, but we have a TON of stuff left.

My plan was to take everything that was left to Once Upon a Child, Half Price Books, and Goodwill, but we have so much left that we've decided to give it one more shot in two weeks. As long as that hag Mother Nature behaves herself, we're thinking that a non-Mother's Day weekend might work better.

*sigh*

I'm so over this already.