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Yard Sale Day 2
Jul. 8th, 2006 09:27 amGrrrrrr.... Wes the yard sale guard dog is on patrol. Eternally flanking new arrivals to ensure they don't pull their big city thievery around these here parts.
YAWN! Quarter to eight was a little nicer than quarter to seven. But around seven, a truck that Abby didn't like the color of drove by and received a few solid warning barks. So the last hour wasn't all it should have been.
We had everything on tables today, so we opened the garage door at 7:58 and RAN the tables out the door. We had everything set up in less than two minutes, so anyone who drove by before should be pondering how we mystically made a yard sale appear. Magical Wes is on the case!
No really... YAWN.
YAWN! Quarter to eight was a little nicer than quarter to seven. But around seven, a truck that Abby didn't like the color of drove by and received a few solid warning barks. So the last hour wasn't all it should have been.
We had everything on tables today, so we opened the garage door at 7:58 and RAN the tables out the door. We had everything set up in less than two minutes, so anyone who drove by before should be pondering how we mystically made a yard sale appear. Magical Wes is on the case!
No really... YAWN.
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