This week is a big week. It's finally here - The World's Longest Yard Sale. My Man has been eagerly awaiting for this week all.year.long. Most of you know that he sells on Ebay to support us, so this big huge 690 mile long yard sale that spans all the way from Michigan to Alabama is like his winter harvest, and it just happens that the highway that it runs along is only ten miles from our mountaintop paradise.
He has been working extra hard these last few weeks, between working on the mobile, putting in extra hours on Ebay, and all his normal man duties, he has been burning the candle at both ends. Even though I know that I am about to become a yard sale widow for the week, I am in full support of My Man spending all of his waking hours trudging up and down highway 127 in search of awesome deals bought for pennies on the dollar that hold a high resale value.
If My Man has a hobby that he loves and is good at - this is it. He has the knowledge, ability and drive to spend countless hours baking in the hot southern sun digging through what looks like mostly trash to me, only to pull out some jem of a find and then hagger down the seller on price. I say he is addicted - he can never, ever pass up a yard sale. No matter how trashy looking it is, no matter how many pieces of mismatched, stained Tupperware and raggedy clothes lay in the front yard he still wants to get out and just check to make sure there isn't anything good. I make fun of him. I tell him that I can see him start to itch like a crack addict in need of a fix every time he sees a neon colored yard sale sign.
I know he can hardly stand waiting for the official start day on Thursday. He is convinced there are deals to be had all along highway 127 all.this.week. This morning I could see the pain and conflict in his eyes as he talked about all the Ebay things he had to pack and ship today, so I offered to go scout it out for him and report back.
There really wasn't much to report: only a few sellers were set up this afternoon and they were pretty spread out. There were maybe three to five sales every mile or two, but in another day or two the highway will be nothing but sale-after-sale all right on top of each other.
While I was in town I picked up drinks and bags of ice along with snacks and lunch meat, so that My Man won't run the risk of falling over mid treasure hunting from starvation or dehydration. He was thankful for my report and provisions.
In the meantime, I'm chomping at the bit to get moved out of our little tin can, so My Man got the hallway floor and wall fixed.
Now I am all set to finish painting the hall and bedroom while My Man is gone for the week. I'm happy that everything worked out so well. I'm happy that My Man can do what he needs and loves to do, and I still feel like things are moving forward on the new mobile - our plan actually worked this time. By the time he gets done this week he will have to take a few days to get caught up on Ebay stuff, and he will need to list a few items to have some money coming in, but then we hope that he can focus on the new mobile and we can get moved in soon.
Left on the list to do, aside from painting the hall and second bedroom -
Carpet the second bedroom.
Fix the floor in front of the front door, laundry room, our bedroom and bathroom.
Paint our bedroom.
And then there are the issues of power and hopefully water. I try not to get ahead of myself on the water issue, but it's been months since I've had an actual real live shower, so I can't help but to imagine running water coming from those shower heads.
I think that's it - I think we're getting that close to being done:)