We were hoping to have something decent to blog about today. And we did hit a few sales. But the overall experience … it was just sad. I forgot my camera, and Meghan’s had its battery die right when she tried to take her first picture. So, no photos of the alarming number of mouse traps & roach spray being sold at one moving sale, or the garish rhinestone crucifix necklace next to a decorative plaque reading “In This House, We Consider Dog Hair A Condiment” at another.

And especially no photo of the sale at a design firm of some sort, whose ad had boasted of “thousands of items” and promised to be “the best garage sale you have ever attended, guaranteed.” There was no time listed and we showed up around 10:00, only to find we were an hour early. Judging by what we could see through the window (like a crappy $20 vintage hat and other overpriced items), that might have been for the best.

My few purchases aren’t even worthy of a recap. And Meghan bought only one item: a magazine, for fifty cents. What more can I say? We’re trying …