The garage sale was a success. I made $150 and Tom's dad and Linda made around $450 or so. Pretty good for not having any big ticket items. Friday was the more profitable day, naturally. The sale started at 7am and of course the early birds were there first thing. I understand they were pretty busy all day and didn't close down until 3pm.
So we started at 7am on Saturday (ugh) and learned that in the future, the Saturday sale should start at 8am. Not a single person showed up before then. It was quite a chilly morning and sitting around for an hour did nothing to help. Despite being a slower day, the sale was open until 3pm again. Just when we had a long enough lull, more people would show up. Grief. I have never been involved in a garage sale that didn't end around noon. It was one of the longest. days. ever.
Between the early morning and being on my feet most of the day, I was exhausted when I got home. I treated myself to a 2-hour nap, though I don't think I had much of an option.
Sunday was a much more leisurely day. Slept in a bit, puttered around the house doing laundry and stuff, ran some errands in the afternoon with Tom and had Arby's for dinner.
My goal for the weekend, in addition to the garage sale, was to get my car back into the garage. Our Christmas tree, wreath boxes, a Corvette seat and various pieces of wood are still taking over my half. Tom wants to install the last box of attic panels in the attic on the east side of the house. That's where the tree and ornaments are stored. But until he accomplishes that, the tree can't go back into the attic. He suggested putting it on the back porch room since there's more space with the couch and the garage sale stuff gone. However, he's in the middle of a bicycle wheel project and has managed to take up quite a large area. So that has to get cleared up before the tree can go there, which has to happen before my car can get back into the garage.
Needless to say, my car is still in the driveway and is likely to be there a few more days, at least.