The above picture is stuff from a sale here in town. It was supposed to start at 7:00, so naturally I arrived at 6:20. There was a vehicle I recognized as a fellow dealer's parked out in front. Dang! I can never beat her! (We are friends so I don't begrudge anything she gets. She just gets up earlier than I.) I jumped out of the car and took off up to the house and the seller said in a not so nice voice that the sale didn't start until 7:00. She wasn't letting me in. I mumbled something about people do get here early and looked at the vehicle and said I thought she already had a shopper. No comment. I plunked myself down on the top step and she went inside. I could hear dishes clattering in there and I just KNEW it was Ms. Friend-of-mine. I know the sound of her dish clatter. But maybe I was wrong. Only a few minutes later the seller poked her head out the door and said in the sweetest voice that I could come on in. Really? You're sure? I won't be in the way? Oh no, I could come on in. Ha! I was right! It was Ms. Friend-of-mine. I'm sure the seller told her I was on the step and Ms. Friend-of-mine said it was OK to let me in. That I was harmless and besides, she'd already got what she wanted -- which was just about everything worth getting. I asked her how she got lucky and got in early. She knew them. Hrmph. Oh, well. I really didn't see anything in her pileS that was worth crying over. The greyhounds in the above picture came from another sale.
The rest came from the auction. 
A-be-be-da-be-da-be-be-da-be that's all folks!
Today was a 130 mile round trip for practically nothing. What is it with summer? I've temporarily lost my enthusiasm for everything. I don't want to hunt, don't want to sell, don't want to decorate, don't want to create, nothing! Sleep would be nice. Floating on the water and reading maybe. Oh, well. We'll see what tomorrow brings.
