Today is my Friday. I’m taking Wednesday, Thursday & Friday off from work to participate in the biggest garage sale known to man. I can’t wait to rid myself of all the useless junk I have collected my whole life.
Less is more.
I’ll be happy if I make $50.00 sitting in the sun drinking lemonade while all my co-workers are slaving away here in corporate hell. I mean, I realize that I will be lifting heavy boxes, setting up 348,562,532 things and blabbing with garage sale groupies the whole time but I don’t care.
I won’t be here.
1 comment:
Some garage sale groupies are scary. They take that stuff very seriously. I think they practice their moves, grabbing stuff and pushing other buyers aside.
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