Breaking a vow you made to your husband is never a good thing. Two years ago I promised him I would never, EVER, ever have a garage sale ever again. Not worth it. A tax deduction for donating them to a thrift store = the way to go.
Well, I have about five minutes before my older 2 daughters are going to start in again. “When are you going to go take your shower? When can we start setting up for the garage sale? Did you make my lemonade?”
I’m telling myself that this is for a very good cause. An education for my kiddos. We’re getting rid of everything superfluous in the house and using the $ to help others and have some fun next week. (my cousin Jill–she’s 13–is staying with us from Saturday to Saturday)
If you’re in the area today, come buy our stuff! Or at least a chocolate chip cookie and cup of lemonade.
(They just came up to me, “What are you doing, Mommy?”)
Really quick–I met my neighbor!! It was wonderful! The girls and I took over a plate of cookies (a plate she has to return, so get another built-in chance to talk to her) and a card. She had her baby (four-month-old boy) strapped to her. Her name is Florence, and she’s an absolute delight. LOVE her! Her hubby will be home next week. She’s doing okay. Her brother is watching the kids while she works her night shift at the hospital. I’m going to take her a copy of Diapers in a couple days. (She went on and on about her not being a good neighbor either. We just laughed about it.) I felt so good when I came home. Jumped around a little and praised Jesus. (and thanked Him for redeeming my failures)
I’ve got lots to say, but wow, time for a garage sale. Maybe I’ll have a chance to sneak back in here in a couple hours. Pray for me??
Happy Friday! Happy weekend! Give-away details coming soon! (I think we’re at 97.)
p.s. I was proofreading this really quickly, and Livi comes down the stairs. “Are you just reading that…?” I GET THE HINT! HERE I COME!