I ended up taking the day off of work today, to coordinate transporting the stove we purchased on Saturday back to our house. Given that we weren’t 100% sure we would be the new owners of the stove until after the sale started… a lot of things have happened over the last few days.
It’s generally not a good idea to go to an estate sale with just one item in mind. Someone else might want the same thing, and it all depends on who gets to the item first. Unless you can be absolutely sure you’re first in line, there’s a chance you won’t get the item. That’s just the nature of estate sales.
Liz and I had a series of errands today, and last night I was trying to “plan” how things would go. In our conversation, she mentioned a phrase to me that stuck with me – referring to adventures, not tasks.
The older I get, the more I believe that the world rises up to meet the expectations you set for it. Imagine anger and selfishness, that’s what you’ll see; imagine kindness and good intentions, that’s also what you’ll see. You get what you expect, so why not expect the positive?
The outdoor area was covered in objects, done as decorations over the years. And pretty much every single item was for sale (either individually or as pairs).
It’s not an estate sale (or flea market) until you find a VHS copy of Star Trek TNG!