This post is not about grandchildren.
Well, indirectly, because without them I would have no excuse for this morning's activities.
I spent almost three decades without feeling the urge to attend garage sales. The last couple of years I have discovered that good neighbourhoods have terrific garage sales. I guess our town just needed a few good neighbourhoods. One of them has an annual garage sale. Every year! My friend and partner-in-crime, Barb, and I have become regular attendees. Every year, without fail, we clean up on bargains.
A couple of weeks ago on a Friday, while out for our morning walk, we scored unexpectedly. We got two boys' bikes for $2 each. She got the small one with training wheels and I got the bigger one for Daniel. Well, that set the bar pretty high for our expectations this morning. We started walking early, up the hill behind the golf course, and then we toodled down to The Oaks.
Today, Barb ruled. She bought a Pak'n'Play so that she doesn't have to borrow mine any more. She got four nice kitchen chairs, a jogging stroller, and some other goodies for the grandkids. And, I might add, she paid less than asking price for everything.
My haul pales in comparison, but I didn't spend as much either!
First, this lovely little footstool, which is going to be handy for many purposes, I think.
Bethany asked me to keep an eye out for a bike for Natalie.
I've been looking at my favourite shoe website ever since I got home and just ordered Jeff and me a pair of cowboy boots each.
For a total of $360.
Cha-ching, cha-ching, cha-ching!