Once we found a house to rent I could rest easy knowing that I wouldn’t have to move to a new state without Sim and dogs, and/or stress out (even more) during the doctoral program about trying to relocate them.
It was time to garage sale.
After three painful weeks of sorting through stuff in the house, I was ready. My mother was even kind enough to donate some items (which I’m still not allowed to tell my dad about for fear that he’ll have a stroke). Soon everything was organized.
I first made signs. I then decided to cover all bases and post an ad to Craigslist. There were like 284 other garage sale ads for that weekend, so I wondered “what good will this do?”
What good will it do!? It will bring maniacs to your door the next day at 7:00 am!!! Never mind the clear hours of operation and the request for “no early birds”, people will hunt you down.
We had not even opened the garage and set up before the first visitor arrived. From there we had a steady stream of customers all day. We did this for 1-2 days each weekend for 3 consecutive weekends. And when I say “we”, I really mean “Sim”. He is always behind the scenes busting his ass to make everything happen for us.