What a stupid day.
Mar. 17th, 2007 06:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarflameWe got up all early on a Saturday to have a pre-advertised yard sale, with signs pointing from around the neighborhood, and we made...get ready for it, take a deep breath...$28.
We actually sold quite a few items, but paperback books and little squeaky rubber alligators and barbie outfits can't really fetch more than a quarter each, you know? Our biggest single item was a fully accessorized birdcage that our across-the-street neighbors bought for $10.
The good news is that Grant and I kept each other laughing pretty much constantly as we sat there in the chilly dew. The first child didn't wake until we'd been out there for a couple of hours. G ran in to get a drink and when he came back, he announced, "Hey, I found one of these things" and then Aaron stepped into the doorway and I laughed pretty hysterically for quite awhile.
The other good news is that none of that crap is coming back in the house - we loaded it all directly into the van for transport to Goodwill.
And the other other good news is that I got to take a nice long nap afterwards while G hung out with all the kids.
Yard Sale'ing people are CRAZY, too. The best example I have is a guy who showed up with swollen burn tissue over half his face, asking if we were selling any claymore mines.
But now everything is so surreal and weird, the time of day makes no sense and I don't think daylight savings is helping any (it's supposed to be dark at 7...). I'm totally unmotivated to do ANYTHING except chug water and avoid getting up. I'm at that phase of pregnancy where everytime you stand the pressure is INSANE for a few seconds and then fades to "just really uncomfortable" until you sit down again, and I have pretty strong Braxton Hicks every 20th step. Plus being upright produces phantom, urgent feelings of needing to pee even though you don't have to pee at all. If I continuously do kegels, I don't have to pee. If I stop, I do. If I actually allow it to fool me and go to the bathroom...nothing.
Don't panic, btw, anyone...I've been like this at this point in every pregnancy. I would seriously be SHOCKED if it "meant anything" beyond that in like a month and a half I might go into labor.
Tomorrow is church and then we'll probably take the pedal boat Aracelia gave us out to the Everglades - the kids are excited about that. Maybe some kind of picnic lunch, too. The weather is awesome, we're having what is probably the last cold front of the year down here (high in the upper 70s, lows in the upper 50s). I thought of taking pictures of the people here in jackets to look at our stuff for sale for some of you, earlier. Aaron was sitting in Grant's lap shivering outside as I crocheted, and we told him "You know this is probably the hottest it will ever be the entire time we're in Boston" (77 with some wind) and he got all wide-eyed with shock.
We actually sold quite a few items, but paperback books and little squeaky rubber alligators and barbie outfits can't really fetch more than a quarter each, you know? Our biggest single item was a fully accessorized birdcage that our across-the-street neighbors bought for $10.
The good news is that Grant and I kept each other laughing pretty much constantly as we sat there in the chilly dew. The first child didn't wake until we'd been out there for a couple of hours. G ran in to get a drink and when he came back, he announced, "Hey, I found one of these things" and then Aaron stepped into the doorway and I laughed pretty hysterically for quite awhile.
The other good news is that none of that crap is coming back in the house - we loaded it all directly into the van for transport to Goodwill.
And the other other good news is that I got to take a nice long nap afterwards while G hung out with all the kids.
Yard Sale'ing people are CRAZY, too. The best example I have is a guy who showed up with swollen burn tissue over half his face, asking if we were selling any claymore mines.
But now everything is so surreal and weird, the time of day makes no sense and I don't think daylight savings is helping any (it's supposed to be dark at 7...). I'm totally unmotivated to do ANYTHING except chug water and avoid getting up. I'm at that phase of pregnancy where everytime you stand the pressure is INSANE for a few seconds and then fades to "just really uncomfortable" until you sit down again, and I have pretty strong Braxton Hicks every 20th step. Plus being upright produces phantom, urgent feelings of needing to pee even though you don't have to pee at all. If I continuously do kegels, I don't have to pee. If I stop, I do. If I actually allow it to fool me and go to the bathroom...nothing.
Don't panic, btw, anyone...I've been like this at this point in every pregnancy. I would seriously be SHOCKED if it "meant anything" beyond that in like a month and a half I might go into labor.
Tomorrow is church and then we'll probably take the pedal boat Aracelia gave us out to the Everglades - the kids are excited about that. Maybe some kind of picnic lunch, too. The weather is awesome, we're having what is probably the last cold front of the year down here (high in the upper 70s, lows in the upper 50s). I thought of taking pictures of the people here in jackets to look at our stuff for sale for some of you, earlier. Aaron was sitting in Grant's lap shivering outside as I crocheted, and we told him "You know this is probably the hottest it will ever be the entire time we're in Boston" (77 with some wind) and he got all wide-eyed with shock.
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Date: 2007-03-17 11:37 pm (UTC)You are getting so close to leaving now, how exciting :)
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Date: 2007-03-17 11:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-18 02:38 am (UTC)