No Garage Sale

Wow, two posts in one day. I think we have officially decided NOT to do a garage sale. I know, I know! I am simultaneously thrilled to simply get it out of here and saddened that I could make at least $40 bucks to buy a take out dinner one night. HA!

Well, there is so much to do and I can not find time on the calendar to do it. We war brutal to ourselves today. We spent nine (yes, 9!) hours in the carport cleaning, sorting, packing, hauling, organizing today. We also cleaned out the garden. WAH! We borrowed a friend’s truck and hauled off three truck loads of stuff. Some of that went to the dump and some of that went to the thrift store. It was sad getting rid of some of it. Bikes and lawn equipment that needed repairing we decided to go ahead and get rid of them. It was a mix of outgrown bikes, 2 needed small repairs, a weed eater that always put me on the edge of thrown a few choice words around. These things would have remained if we were not moving; we would do the necessary repairs. The thought of repairing them now made me stressed with time. The thought of taking them to repair them on the other end of the move made me ill to think about paying for the weight and space to move them. So bye-bye.

AACHOO! excuse me. the dust and wind were bad today.

A good bit of stuff we decided we simply did not need in the new house. We do not have an attic here so our seasonal things (Xmas, Easter, Etc.) boxes are in the carport for the whole world to see. I took the time to sort through those and pack them a bit better to condense them into fewer boxes. I also wrapped some items better; packing them for storage in a closet or attic is different than making sure they can handle a move on a big bumpy truck ride. We decided no to take our big metal shelving unit that has housed them in the carport for seven years. I forced the boys to make hard decisions about all the sports equipment outside. If it did not fit or is getting used RIGHT NOW then we were not keeping it for the next child. It goes to someone it fits and can get used RIGHT NOW. I bribed them to let how of some things by promising that if and when the time came for the need for that equipment again that I would get it for them. Score 1 (or more) for me; the two little boys do not like baseball so all that stuff is gone!

AAACHOOO!! excuse me again.

We took all the stakes out of the garden; I left them in the ground this past growing season. We left the boxes in the garden so the next occupants can use them if they want to. I made Iain clean the tool room out and pack away his tools. He is a sad Iain. There is still a bit to do in there but it is only minor things about which RevMrKnowTea and I need to make decisions. I still need to find where to haul off the paint and stain cans we have; I do not want to move those. Why do we still have those anyway?

AAAAACHOOOOO!! sorry ’bout that.

I will not bore you with anymore, but my, my, my, what work we did today. My children were troopers; they really were. We were doing nasty grubby work and not one single complaint. I know they are mostly looking forward to our new adventure and they know this has to be done, but it is still nasty grody work. When we opened the storage containers with the Halloween decorations in it we found a few cans of Silly String left over from this past year. For the sake of being safe I decided it would not be good to transport the aerosol cans in the heat of the moving truck. So I broke up the work and monotony of it all with an attack on my children. Muahahaha! Then I tossed them the cans and said, “Go for it!” It was fun. And there was much rejoicing.

AAAAAAACHOOOOOOO!!! apologies. did you feel the earth move under your feet?

Thanks to the dust, the confused-plants-spitting-pollen-thanks-to-this-confusing-non-winter-weather-we-are-having, and the blustery winds, we are all hacking, sneezing, and generally feeling plumb wore out!

Now if you will excuse me, I am going to go take a Benadryl and put my feet up. G’night.