Downer Day

I worked really hard on my mom's garage sale today and had almost no sales.  Heck, I had almost no customers!  Her city doesn't allow signs outside of the yard, so to put up signs in the neighborhood was a no go.  That meant that unless someone happened to drive by the house, I was depending on my Craigslist ad to  get the people out.  Bummer.

So much for the thrill of the hunt.  The last minute u-turns and tire screeching when you see a Yard Sale sign. Gone is the entire reason for leaving the house some weekends.  I used my best free-hand block lettering skills to make three bright blue and white signs, with curly ribbon at the corners.  Yeah, I went there!  I kinda wondered when the Community Service officer slowed down in front of the house if I'd violated something.  I had my answer when I saw the signs in her hands.  Oops... but she was nice and ended up being my best customer of the day.  Hopefully tomorrow will restore my faith in the garage sale extra mad money business. I have a few really unnecessary things I'd like to buy.

It's the weekend, which means that I get to listen to my downstairs neighbor's repetitive music and pseudo-explosions, which I assume are due to a rousing game of Mortal Kombat or some such video game.  Add in surround sound, and I'm sure to be totally annoyed and ready to start doing the Casper Slide over his head.   That'll get him!

I worked on my shoe project tonight, and they look pretty good.  I'm looking for an appropriate outfit to wear them with, then I'll take a few pictures and post them.  I love to create--few things make me happier.  I'm waiting for the day when someone says "Hey, I'd like to pay you a ton of money to think, create, whistle and crack corny jokes".  Nirvana.  Until then, I'll think and create, post my thoughts and creations on this corny blog, (while whistling) and then laugh myself to sleep.  After I finish my dance. Right foot let's stomp...take it back now y'all!