Another Week
Currently listening: the soundtrack from Hidalgo. Beautiful! It's got all the elements of a great soundtrack from a great movie. I love the little Arabic sounding touches in some of the music.
It's been a bit of a crazy week. Yesterday we had a moving sale. Garage sale, yard sale...whatever you want to call it. But I figured people might be more lured by the words 'moving sale' and I was right. The cars just poured in, especially in the morning. We sold most of the bigger stuff we wanted to sell. And I made a fair profit on my stuff.
Garage sales are a great opportunity for people watching! We saw the friendly, the shy, the fat, the skinny, the rich, the poor, the immigrant, the old, the young, the fast shopper, and the leisurely shopper. Some people were super chatty. I'm not by nature adept at small talk, but I'm a good listener, which is all some people need to tell me their life's story! One older gentleman pointed at our Mercury Grand Marquis and asked what year it was. I wondered if he was interested in buying it, which seemed a little odd. I said it was about a '94 (it's '96) and then he proceeded to tell me ALL about his own car which is the same model, about the same year, which he bought for $500 and has dumped thousands of dollars into for one thing or another. He expressed utter contempt for the car. I nodded and made sympathetic noises. Whatever, mister. Another woman went on and on to my mom about who-knows-what and her philosophy of life, spiced with a few choice words. Some people, especially Hispanics, wanted to barter for everything, even if it was already priced ridiculously low. One little girl, about 3 or 4, was totally enthralled by garage doors, and was having a regular fit begging her mom to go in our garage! Her good mother was firm, though, and that was that.
So anyway, it was kind of fun. The sun came out part of the day, but it was still a tad chilly. We were totally exhausted last night. My dad's been working harder than a one-armed paper hanger, so he's snoozing at this very moment.
Special prayer request: the new house has to pass the final inspection before we can live in it. We have to be out of here by June 1 and we can move our stuff into the new house that week, but we can't actually live in it till the final inspection and occupancy permit. That means a lot of stuff has to fall into place with the perfect timing these next few weeks. We have faith that God, Who brought along a buyer for this house in 2 days, is fully able to do another miracle! When we move in, we want to totally move in, cat and all! So please pray for this all to happen.
It's been a bit of a crazy week. Yesterday we had a moving sale. Garage sale, yard sale...whatever you want to call it. But I figured people might be more lured by the words 'moving sale' and I was right. The cars just poured in, especially in the morning. We sold most of the bigger stuff we wanted to sell. And I made a fair profit on my stuff.
Garage sales are a great opportunity for people watching! We saw the friendly, the shy, the fat, the skinny, the rich, the poor, the immigrant, the old, the young, the fast shopper, and the leisurely shopper. Some people were super chatty. I'm not by nature adept at small talk, but I'm a good listener, which is all some people need to tell me their life's story! One older gentleman pointed at our Mercury Grand Marquis and asked what year it was. I wondered if he was interested in buying it, which seemed a little odd. I said it was about a '94 (it's '96) and then he proceeded to tell me ALL about his own car which is the same model, about the same year, which he bought for $500 and has dumped thousands of dollars into for one thing or another. He expressed utter contempt for the car. I nodded and made sympathetic noises. Whatever, mister. Another woman went on and on to my mom about who-knows-what and her philosophy of life, spiced with a few choice words. Some people, especially Hispanics, wanted to barter for everything, even if it was already priced ridiculously low. One little girl, about 3 or 4, was totally enthralled by garage doors, and was having a regular fit begging her mom to go in our garage! Her good mother was firm, though, and that was that.
So anyway, it was kind of fun. The sun came out part of the day, but it was still a tad chilly. We were totally exhausted last night. My dad's been working harder than a one-armed paper hanger, so he's snoozing at this very moment.
Special prayer request: the new house has to pass the final inspection before we can live in it. We have to be out of here by June 1 and we can move our stuff into the new house that week, but we can't actually live in it till the final inspection and occupancy permit. That means a lot of stuff has to fall into place with the perfect timing these next few weeks. We have faith that God, Who brought along a buyer for this house in 2 days, is fully able to do another miracle! When we move in, we want to totally move in, cat and all! So please pray for this all to happen.
posted by Kristi | 5:07 PM
2 Comments:
At the yard sale we had last year, the Hispanics bartered exactly like that! Mom sold them our ancient lawnmower for mere cents. It's probably a culture thing. (That, or they really are dirt poor illegal immigrants)
so the time to talk your ear off is during a yardsale, when you HAVE to listen, right? :-)
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