Will you take 50 cents for this?

Everyone knows I love garage sales; I go to at least one a weekend. But this weekend it was my turn to clear the clutter, so Amanda and I began hosting our annual garage sale at my house.

There's the ad to place, the signs to stake, and, of course, the items to price. That's always fun to do with kids as they find "new" toys they forgot ever existed. I would bring stuff out, and the kids would take it right back in. Good times.

I'm exhausted, but all the work is worth it in the end. We always have a blast singing with the radio, dancing around the garage, and chatting with so many different people. Even my neighbor that always ignores me came over for a minute. Sure he wanted me to sell his lawn mower, but it's a step in the right direction for us.

I'm always amazed at the interesting people we meet. People just seem to tell us their life stories, and being the nosey person that I am, I just soak it all in. Ken took the day off work to help us out. He, of course, could care less about the life stories, but he'll stand there and listen patiently if people are waving money in his face. It's like Christmas morning for him :)