Do you hear that sound? It is the sound of silence filling my house on a school day.
Ahhhh.
Without smelly, summer-breaking children hanging on my sweaty limbs I was able to yardsale this morning with adults! Saralee, our most faithful reader, and Angie, Laura's mom (a YSA veteran having joined us every time she comes into town from her home in Florida) joined me for a brief jaunt through Belleville.
The best sale of the day was on S. Park. It was so good we almost attended twice, approaching from two different directions. My favorite purchase was this hand made ceramic pot, modeled below by the artist herself.
Saralee was puzzled by my enthusiastic squealing today. She couldn't discern why some sales make me yelp with excitement while others simply evoke a gasp. After much discussion, we were unable to identify the components of a sale that make me squeal with delight. Is it presentation? Quantity? The presence of old furniture? There is no formula, Sara. Some sales just call out, making me screech to a halt, while others whimper as I coast on by.
Angie was distracted today. She couldn't appreciate the sales properly because Laura texted and called her every three minutes. I swear. Her phone just kept beeping and ringing.
Text: Did U go 2 ardmore?
Angie: She wants to know if we went to Ardmore!
Text: Go 2 7900 Main St.
Angie: She says we should go to 7900 Main Street!
Text: Find NEthing good?
Angie: She wants to know if we found anything good!
We had to ask Angie to ask Laura why she was yardsaling in absentia instead of attending to her "rigorous nursing program" at SLU. To this Laura answered, "Tell thm 2 mind thr own bizness!"
The adventure was brief but included laughter, erratic driving, and QT. And really, that's all we need, right?
Tune in tomorrow... Devin returns!
Nancy
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