In the mix of all of our idea popping and plan picking for moving to montana then....arizona?hawaii? colorado? somewhere??? living at the koa? a van? a tent? -after the big day of quinn's graduation (hooray)- we realized that regardless of what our official plan becomes we are in dire need of that green stuff we are so unfamiliar with these days....money!!!
Continuous discussion lead us to a few tricks up our sleeve to get the green to grow...or at least to sprout. One being the idea of, believing so hard that a big check would come in the mail because we attracted it there....after about five days of this we started putting up "yard sale" signs around town because we decided we might as well do this in the meantime of our big check coming along, and of coarse this way we would for sure make "bank".
Saturday came and we put just about EVERYTHING we owned out for sale- with the help of some of the other apartment neighbors who were putting a few things of their own out, and the help of our good next door neighbor friends Rylee and Ashlee (who we can always count when we get home from work and school to knock on our door to ask if we can play or at least use our skateboards.) A lot of people came and we were so excited we were selling things left and right, and we kept bringing more and more stuff out, including some cupcakes and brownies i had made the night before. Things we're great- everyone even had free entertainment with all of Rylees cool tricks and speed racing on his new skateboard we passed down to him (maybe we should have given it to him after the yard sale).
Once we were into the yard sale a little longer, we noticed we we're bringing in more coins than cash and at times it started to feel more like a yard GIVE-AWAY in the hype of the wind, entertainment, and all the people; the old ladies with what seemed to be all their money in their cute little coin purses and old stories to share, the young moms with a kid or two hanging on each limb- we just didn't have the heart to take the chance of something being priced too high, the poor college students-we couldn't take all their money when we know how it is, and then those who didn't speak much english other than "fifty cents." Unfortunately we did not make the thousands of dollars we had predicted, however we do have more than we had before and we are glad to have had the help we had, the entertainment, the company of the other tennants, and to have met so many people and share a piece of who we are with them, while in the mix of it all getting rid of the things we no longer need. So all in all the experience though a lot of work, well worth it. (But we are still determined that our "big check" is still on it's way:)!
2 comments:
I want to sell all our stuff at a yardsale but I think I am too lazy.
It's a nice reminder that the what we need to survive and even be happy are not "things" that we own. Besides, if you ever decide you want something back that you sold, "the stores are full of them" as grandpa would say.
Re: "The stores are full of them" - if you decide you want something back and can't find it at the store, come look in our basement. Until I have a yard sale of my own, I'm sure you can find all kinds of "treasures" downstairs. I love and miss you guys!
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