It rained last night.
I left the house this morning and saw that Lloyd’s window was down. I went inside and told him.
He was sad.
An extension cord, a fan and a dry rest of the day and the Prius is right as rain.
Wait. That’s a terrible saying.
by Lauren 3 Comments
It rained last night.
I left the house this morning and saw that Lloyd’s window was down. I went inside and told him.
He was sad.
An extension cord, a fan and a dry rest of the day and the Prius is right as rain.
Wait. That’s a terrible saying.
by Lauren 6 Comments
Sheesh. How many more times do I have to express my undying gratitude to Lloyd and Sam. I know, I know – seventy times seven. No, wait – a dozen dozen? A goggol? Math is hard.
Anyway, the next-to-last step happened day. A roll-off dumpster came, dropped the dumpster, Lloyd and Sam and a guy who came to buy the last bit of junk thre all the rest away. Then the truck loaded up the dumpster and drove away. It took less than an hour.
Thank you, Lloyd. Thank you, Sam. (x 490)
The robins are growing. We just have one nest on the playground this year – the gutter nest. I think there are three babies but I can’t get close enough to get a good picture.
I came home tonight and there was a baby robin on the back porch. He was mostly-feathered with just a little bit of fuzz. He looked so, so adorable and messed up. You go, life. Just keep on keepin’ on.
by Lauren 4 Comments
My brother Phil is in the hospital with some heart issues right now, so your prayers for his recovery would be wonderful. Thank you.
Lloyd had services at the nursing homes this morning. He told The Parable of the Garage Sale, which he admitted was not a good parable, but was pretty good nonetheless. I was proud of him. The song leader did not show up, so I was the song leader, despite being punched in the throat yesterday. (Story below)
As we were arranging the tables at the sale yesterday, I had an armful of cardboard tubes that artwork had been in. I bent down to put them under the table and one slipped out and was upright – right as I leaned into it, effectively punching myself in the throat. Sam – to his credit – first asked me if I was ok, and then said that it was really funny. He was not wrong, but it hurt. (I’m ok now.)
I think we made about $3800 from the sale. I got to count all the money, which was very fun and very nerve-wracking. I first did it after all the clean-up and window-washing, and I was pretty tired. I counted it again after church and sure enough, I was a little off.
I slept in the Prius Friday night so everyone would leave the yard sale stuff alone. The police – who said I could park in their lot – told me that I was crazy. “This stuff is right by the police station. Do you really think anyone is going to bother it?” I told them that indeed I was crazy, and thanked them for their concern. They really are a nice bunch there.
Lloyd would like everyone to jot down that this is the week he officially became old. His back started to hurt last Monday, and all the work from the sale has really done him in. I told him that it’s about time, dang it.
This house is a mess. I would like to start chipping away at the really filthy parts, but we’ll see how that goes.
Ok, that’s about it. On to Monday! *Break!*
by Lauren 5 Comments
Well, it is 97% over. If it weren’t for our family and friends, this would have been a disaster. An enormous ‘thank you’ to our peeps!
Lloyd was brilliant. He took the bull by the horns and made this whole mess workable. Sam was fantastic. He was the other half of the big get-‘er-done Boss Crew. Gracen and Anna were amazing. They braved the damp cold on Friday and helped organize everything. Annette and Elaine were invaluable. They helped us get a grasp on what things should cost. Kate, Beth, Deborah, Nancy, Jeff, Gretchen, and Rachel helped whether they volunteered to or not. I am so grateful!
Friday was cold, and I actually spent the first hour trying to get buyers to not run over the children that were getting picked up.
Since we couldn’t use the parking lot, sales were on the playground and I part of the police parking lot. The police were such awesome neighbors for this!
Saturday was bright and sunny, and we were able to move everything out to the parking lot. Lloyd was the expert haggler, and we would have made much, much less money had he not stood his ground.
It helped that credit cards were accepted. This was no ordinary garage sale. The Marxhausen family donated so many items: unique bits of art, furniture, antiques. It was amazing.
Our troopers put in a full day Saturday. Sam wins the prize for most entertaining salesman. Here’s a photo of a rare rest. They never sat down before 2:00.
All those glowing words aside, I am NEVER doing anything like this again. My body and mind are very, very angry at me. I am also angry at my body, so there’s that. Maybe we’ll be on speaking terms again someday, but it’s not likely.
by Lauren 2 Comments
Just a little busy.