Further Adventures of a Squirrel

There is only a few days until our big Garage Sale. The garage is about as clean as it has ever been although there are still a few pesky spiders lurking about. We have moved all the stuff we are keeping down to the far end and we have rigged up a kind of false wall to keep it separate from the stuff we are selling. Although there were a lot of things already in the garage that we were planning on getting rid of, we still have a lot of items in the house to be moved out there.

As I am off work at the moment, I am having to do most of the work. It is keeping me active and taking my mind of all the shit at work so I don't mind. Plus it means I can get everything organised how I want it.

As the day draws nearer the nerves are starting to kick in. I have advertised on Facebook, FreeAds and Gumtree, and I have put up ads in a few of the local shops but I have no way of knowing if I have done enough. I keep thinking I should have leafleted neighbours and maybe put up a few posters on lamposts or something but it's a bit late now. I am going to put out signs on the day. I can only hope it will do.

I suppose the worse thing that can happen is that no-one turns up. On the bright side we will have cleared a lot of unwanted stuff out of the house which in itself is some achievement and long overdue.

One Man's Junk...



So sometimes I have these great ideas....

We have way too much stuff in this small two bedroom house. It's all my fault, of course. I have a tendancy to keep everything. I probably am a borderline hoarder (without the cats!). Clint hates it and if he had his way, would see everything loaded up on a trailer and taken to the dump. Not because it is all rubbish but because he would love to live a minimilist lifestyle. If he had his way, we would also be eating off disposal plates so he would never have to do the washing up again! Sometimes I have to reel him in a little and put my foot down.

The main reason I don't like to let anything go is because I have a selective memory. I can remember all kinds of trivia (I'm great at quizzes) but when it comes to personal stuff like birthdays and names of people I went to school with, I am hopeless. So my excuse is that I have kept this stuff to remind me. That isn't the only reason, I also don't want to just throw out things that someone else might have a use for. I'm big on recycling and saving the planet so it is important to me that we at least try and find new homes for most of it.  

Lately Clint and I have been talking about maybe making a fresh start somewhere else and so the incentive is there to finally make the effort to declutter our lives. At the beginning of the summer, we had every intention of doing some car boot sales. We were going to go through each room and sort everything into Keep or Go piles. As usual real life got in the way and box sets of Grey's Anatomy had to be watched and before I knew it summer was almost over and we hadn't even made it to one. I did find out that we have more stuff to get rid of than I first thought and that a lot of it is too big to fit in my little Peugeot 206 anyway.

 

So I had this great idea.... we'll have a garage sale!

 

We have a huge garage and a lot of the stuff we need to get rid of is already in there so it makes sense, right? Surprisingly Clint has been quite supportive, although I know he thinks no-one will turn up. I am not sure myself either but I am going to give it a go. The whole garage or yard sale idea is an American thing that hasn't really taken off over here. The Brits tend to load their stuff up in their cars and park up in a field with hundreds of other cars. We love a car boot sale. But with the amount of items we have, a garage sale makes much better sense.

With the decision made and a date chosen, I have begun the mammoth task of clearing the spider population from the garage and preparing everything for sale. I have two weeks until sale day and I am probably going to need every minute. I have set up an events page on Facebook and I will put ads in a couple of the local papers next week. After all the work I am putting in I hope people turn up or I am never going to hear the last of it.