Garage sales can be as fun as you make them, right? Saturday morning we were up with the birds pulling stuff out of our garage to prepare for the multitudes that were surely coming since we'd put an ad in the paper this time. We ditched the lemonade/brownie stand because all of that sugar went into my two-year-old's little body last time and made her crazy for the rest of the weekend. No bueno. I had music on, the yard was nice and shady, and the littles were either asleep or playing happily.
Outfit details: Vintage dress cut into a top, thrifted. Tank and shorts, Target. Minnetonka moccasins, trade store in Oklahoma. Sunglasses, ModCloth.
One hour and two customers later I decided it might be just another hot afternoon that ended with a trip to Goodwill so out came the camera. This is my 'Where are all the customers?' face. Whatever happened to 'If you build it, they will come?'
I was so prepared! I had my trusty money bag full of ones, fives, tens, and a few twenties in case we had some big spenders. I even had a separate bag for quarters!
I made sure to wear comfortable shoes since I knew I'd be on my feet all morning helping the busloads of treasure hunters find something shiny to take home.
There was plenty of caffeine on hand to help me remember prices, flirt with old men, and entertain kids.
I even put on makeup. I didn't want to scare potential customers away!
The crowds never showed up but it was another morning of special visitors from down the street and as far away as Brighton (Hi, Stephanie). A sweet friend brought iced coffee on her way to the flea market and another army wife/mama that I've run into randomly twice stopped by for a visit and I got to hold her baby boy!
We made about the same amount of money, earned a little more garage space back, and got to visit with friends. I'm not doing it again any time soon but it was worth the effort. Today is for cleaning the house and preparing my to do list for all the things I want to finish before my family arrives in a few days. Nothing like company to light a fire under my tail!
Speaking of fire, you may have heard the mountains near us (as well as throughout the state and surrounding states) have been burning. We were coming back from a date last night and got high enough to see where the smoke was coming from and were shocked that we could actually see the flame line on the mountain just North East of us. We had a trip into Manitou Springs planned for this afternoon so we could use the photobooth but the town has been evacuated and parts of the highway have been closed.
We aren't in danger at all but it's been sad to hear about the structures and homes that have been lost already. One news report said there were deer running through neighborhoods fleeing the fires and that scene in Bambi flashed through my mind. We had to close all of the windows last night before bed because we started smelling smoke all of the sudden and this morning for a few hours I couldn't see the mountains at all. I feel like we'll be keeping an eye on things for awhile as today is going to be another hot, windy day.
Come on storm clouds. We need some rain.
-Rachel
