I have to do this quick before the angry horde gets here. No, I'm not talking about the zombies. My zone's clear. I'm talking about the garage sale people.
I don't have much to sell. So I tell this lie, "Oh, I had sooo much stuff earlier, but I sold like everything! I had to condense it to these 2 tables! I know amazing, right?"
All lies! All I ever really had to sell was a bed. The bed is gone, baby, gone. Today is just an excuse to sit in the front lawn, work on Marty's sun bonnet and drink coffee. Today's sale is going to much more awesome than yesterday's.
Plus, did you see what I got at Nautical Yarn?
Berroco Norah Gaughan!
Do you think her name sounds like cat barf? Or am I just jealous of her awesome?
I got other stuff too, but I don't want you to be jealous of my awesome.