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Saturday, Jun. 05, 2004 - 11:36 p.m.

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Rushing out the door on Garage Sale Day #1

Yo yo!

Wellllllll.... guess what... you don't feel QUITE so tired when you remember than other than about two cookies and licking out the cookie bowl, you haven't eaten in 24 hours. hehe.

Yup, I had supper last night, worked on the Far North book and garage sale stuff, made cookies and then was so tired (and it was 6:30 am and I had set the alarm for 11:30) I didn't even have my normal grilled cheese in bed snack.

And then today, I PLANNED to eat after I walked doggies, and before the sale started. Haha. People were here before I even got stuff out. I had ironed a cute dress to wear, and instead wore the same dirty jeans and tshirt I put on that I'd worn all yesterday (the idea was to wear them only while I dragged stuff out into the yard, so that I'd be clean to put my dress on haha).

Well, it is a successful sale so far. I sold the doll house... though they're coming to pay and get it tomorrow... $50. And lots of other goodies. No bites yet on the electronic typewriter, poop. And it is so clean and tidy. No one wants the clothes.

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