Even Quicker Update
Holy double crap on an extra large cracker . . . my feet are dead. We rolled up our garage door at 7:30 a.m. — a full 30min before the start of our moving sale — and people were already waiting outside.
I had to ask them to give us a few minutes to move the stuff out so that they could walk around the garage. From then until 4:00pm, we had a constant stream of people come by . . . er . . . buy . . . er . . . by and buy.
We. Moved. A. Lot. Of. Stuff.
We. Have. A. Lot. Of. Stuff. Left.
We. Have. Too. Much. Stuff.
For 8 hours straight. I was on my feet wielding my considerable charm. I like to think said charm was, in no small part, a contributor to what was a great first day of getting rid of stuff.
What? Yes, I got charm! What, are you kidding me! I had both guys and gals swoon to my humor, personable and friendly demeanor, and seemingly amazing personality.
Mind you, I normally keep my charm all bottled up behind a sour and dour visage designed to dissuade people from approaching or even nodding at me.
But, when I open the floodgates . . . boy, oh boy, does the charm flow!
A quick humor graphic . . .
. . . and then on to cruisers details.