The next line always reads....AND I NEED SOME MONEY!
From childhood I have been blessed with the DO FIRST, THINK ABOUT IT LATTER gene. (It runs on my mothers side of the family- just kidding)
I also have a touch of the dollar short, can you hold it till payday and my ships about to come in chromosomes. (I take full responsibility for letting those three out and about)
Now I know you are wondering where this post is going---
1: A rant on financial responsibilities- perhaps---
2: A says one thing, means the mother--not going there!
3: A brag about actually buying a house- (WINNER)
Some of the gals are getting together at the church building to have a yard sale. We don't do it every year but had success last year and most everyone said one more time can't hurt us.
I think it would make sense to bring all our stuff and just trade (I love to barter). Every time I have participated in hosting a Yard Sale with friends, I end up bringing home more than I get rid of. (I get rid of a lot- even to the point of having empty areas in my clutter). I don't carry cash so I always have to keep a running tally and settle up at the end of the day. Mary said that I only have to pay triple the sticker price as a pre-buy penalty.
Sarah and I decided to take most of the items left from our Flea Market booth and see how much we could keep from coming back into the house. The mistake I made was looking to see what other gals had dropped off earlier in the day. If you think I'm bragging- I AM! I have such a weak spot for toys for the grands. Especially when they can play at my house and then take them home!!
Nick is setting up the DORA play house for our grand-daughter Karlee. (Looks like he is having a bit too much fun with the accessories!
It you are running around MONETT this weekend, stop by the church of Christ at 9th and Sycamore- big large huge giant/nor-mas multifamily yard sale. There is sure to something to entice you to reach for the wallet or at least hollar: I need some $$ over here!