Saturday, May 26, 2007

Three Bad Backs and a Van

Today was yard sale day, a day debated over (is it good, fun, horrible, awful, a treat, a drudgery) by all family members. Makenna, Jordan and Amalie made homemade chocolate chip cookies and lemonade last night while we were at cafe da Vinci. Hard working girls!

It wasn't a huge success. The girls split the $15 in lemonade proceeds, and received $12.50 each for the yard sale. Usually they make a bit more, but like I said it wasn't that profitable. Makenna put her yard sale money in our Kayak Funds Jar and kept the lemonade profits.

We are, as a family, trying to save for a kayak. We're planning on buying a used tandem kayak. If you have any connections let us know!!

At the very end Rich and I were loading up our computer desk, disappointed that we didn't sell it, struggling to get it into the van, knowing a call to Dan (Heather's husband and our 3rd bad back) was going to be in order so we could borrow his bigger van, when a couple pulled up to the house. "You're not looking for a computer desk are you?" says I with my fingers turning red and a desk hanging out the back of a van "yup, exactly what we're here for." says they.

Unbelieveable!!!

And, he paid me $30 dollars for it.

Double bonus!

All in all, it was a good sale, mainly because the garage is clear of all of that stuff, which makes more room for my June project of cleaning out the garage an easier, more enjoyable thing. Makenna is doing Kids College for the month of June so that's what I have in mind for working on. It's a big project but Jordan swears she'll help. Yeah!

I had one of those moments yesterday when I was walking Jack. I was swinging his leash, just strolling along, walking because it was a beautiful night and the breeze was blowing. Makenna and I were chatting, mostly about nothing, just being together for the joy of it. It was one of those moments when I feel the connection with who I was as a kid, or a teenager, walking my dog, not much to do but whatever I want to do, and what I want to do is just walk along, and with who I am now, an adult, feeling very much like a very different person compared to then, but, yet, really, am I? I'm the same person, just grown up, having the same type of experience, many many years later. It's interesting to me how I feel this delineation of then and now, but there they are, side by side, one bringing me back to the other. These are just moments of awareness and yet they can be signposts, or lights shined on the pathway, or even touchstones.

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