The scary truth...

I feel this insane need to share with you how my day has gone.

I woke up at 6:30am.  First thought? DEAR GOD I was supposed to be at my yard sale set up by 6!!

I jump out of bed (in the clothes I fell asleep in last night because I was too lazy to change) and throw on a clean shirt.. good enough yo!

Yell at my son to get out of bed.  It's now 6:45am.  The coffee is on, behind a sink and counter full of dirty dishes.. and a dirty stove next to that... with a cluttered kitchen surrounding it.  Oh boy, mark that on my to-do list...

Somehow I manage to wrangle my 13 year old in one piece (and get him to brush his teeth!) and into the loaded car to my destination with my full to the brim coffee mug (didn't spill too much this time!) just after 7:05am.

K.  Good.  I can set up and start the yard sale at 8am like I planned.

Just as I'm starting to load to bring down to the actual site some guy who looks like he walked off the set of "Pawn Stars" as one of the people who try to sell them stuff comes barrelling down the driveway.  He immediately gets to the point.. he's looking for the antique's and the jewelry I'm selling.. no doubt to just sell it himself (or there's one lucky lady with some of Jossyb's finest coming at them!) I show him my bag of earrings and he ruffles through them.. "How much for the whole bag?"  Really?  I mean.. my first thought was, "But I haven't even gotten the chance to set them up all pretty and stuff..." That's really why I hesitated. Dude was throwing off my groove.  I sold him four things from the pile, for less than I had intended.  And this guy was the only customer for another hour and a half.

Yep.  I got to set up all my treasures.  Things I have grown to love over the years that just needed to be given away.. some stopped by after.  I had a whopping sale of $13!! (Don't be jealous) I even had a guy drive up on a bicycle all sweaty and crazy-eyed.. asked me if I smoked... he needed a lighter.. I don't, then he bought my "Footprints" poem wall hanging.. way to surprise me bicycle guy!  But then made sure to ask my 13 year old  if he smoked.. well, hey, I guess he was just hoping for the best.

At about noon I started packing up because I just didn't want to sit there any longer.. even though the site of my son at the road holding the "Yard Sale" sign dancing along to my Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline music while giving passing cars the thumbs up was pretty amusing, it had to end sometime.

Needless to say, a load that took 3 trips to bring there only took ONE trip home thanks to my puzzle doing genius mind and some bungee cords!  Yep.

I got home, made some lunch, ate Ice cream while it cooked, then started dragging everything out of my car into my horrific apartment.

That was 2pm.  Over the last 7 hours I've made myself a milkshake.  Checked out quick and easy ways to clean your apartment online.. spent a few hours watching some episode's of "The daily show"  Then spent some time on Buzzfeed.com.. took a shower! (That was a need 4 days in the making, hey, don't judge me! I'm crazy busy, what with all this sitting around I have to do!)

It's now 9:45pm.  My apartment looks worse than when I left it and I don't intend on cleaning it.  And I'm not sorry.  Not even a little bit.

So good night!  Hope you had a better day than me!