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So. Spent the morning at an odd sale. Things either went for one dollar ... or a hundred and fifty. Things that normally go for a good price... like those blue Ball canning jars, they were practically giving them away. They  were even hard pressed to get more than $55,000 for the house and land.

But after standing around all morning drinking coffee and eating cookies from the Lion's Club stand... we picked up a couple boxes of family photos for a bit under $60. Way more than we should have paid, but we had competition, although I'm not sure who. But there was a picture of my great-aunt and probably her high school classmates decked out in the BEST 20s stuff. Totally beautiful. So glad we got that. Now we have to go through the pictures and figure out which ones are worth keeping, and which ones I can turn into something else.

The found relative phase of visual arts/collage/etc. has waned from a couple of years ago... but I'm sure I can think of something to do with a giant pile of odd snapshots from years and years ago.

Oh, and the sale continued a trend I have noticed at these auctions... somehow there is ALWAYS an Alf puppet, and this one was no exception. I think Alf brought two bucks! :)

Of course we were "late" getting home according to mom time and she wanted my Dad's help and so she had to yell at him for a while, and then there was much bickering ... but she's all set up at the Conference she is running this week. Maybe it's a good time for her to have a hotel room of her own! LOL. Unpleasant to have to be around, but just a variant of the "you don't think enough about MY needs" speech we've heard forever and a day.

And it's not like she's all wrong... my Dad really doesn't hear/listen/attend to details ...

So I just declare myself Switzerland and life goes on. And now we've got lots of piccies to look at sometime soon!

Stuffed myself with leftover pizza when I got home, as the sausage sandwich at the sale was kind of gross.

Oh, and then a former work colleague/friend called me to invite me to lunch this week for her birthday, tell me about the new cat she adopted, and ask my advice about whether or not to tell a friend of hers that he husband hit on her recently. Like ridiculous "Hey, come read to me here in the bathroom while I take a bath..." and then when she refused he said he was going to go get himself off then and did she want to watch/help. Yeah. He must be a real classy guy. JESUS.

After all that I am chilling watching TV, and Merlin on my computer, and probably here in a minute, more TV. A good night to collapse on the couch, I'd say...
 


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