At least someone needed gardening pants

I'm thinking about changing the name of my blog to "Run Away Screaming"

Just kidding.

This weekend my apartment complex manager decided to set up an apartment "community" parking lot sale. She had all kinds of stuff that former tenants left, so of course everything was <$1 (what does she care, she didn't buy it to begin with . . .) and I think one or two other tenants (besides us) came out to sell. Our two big sellers from last year were selling elsewhere (can't really blame them - hope it went well girls).

Bill was off at a campout in the morning - so I didn't get set up until grandma arrived at 10:30. Bill showed up shortly after and hung out with me to help. We finally sold a few things in the last hour or so. The short of the long is we made $19 in four hours, got really hot, got a sunburn, and took most of our stuff to Goodwill at the end of the day instead of holding out for the second day. On the plus side, one of our fellow tenants MAY come and buy our recliner chair. We're hoping because that would make it a $50 day - and besides, then it would be out of the way.

There is a reason I usually take things to the Goodwill dropoff.