Our First Yard Sale
Harry and I are having a yard sale tomorrow to raise money for our mission trip to Greece in June. Wow. I am in awe of the people who do this often–the yard sale thing. I think this is my second yard sale ever–the first being the one with my parents when I was like 6 years old. It’s so much work! I had to climb over the couches and piles and piles of clothes and kitchen gear last night to turn the radio on and off. And then, Harry had to catch me as I catapulted off of the couches back to a safe place on the floor.
And I still probably have no idea what is ahead of me. I’ve made signs that Harry has secured in the ground, posted on Craig’s list, gathered items from five different families, made posters for pricing and we’ve sorted. Boy, have we sorted. But the pricing–the thing that scares me the most–we’ve saved for tonight! Ah!
But I am clinging to the promise: if you price it, they will come! That’s a promise, right?