Hi Journal & Friends,
I had a helper. I was painting the signs Thursday night for the yard sale... and Vevie struck, running through the paint!
When I screeched, she ran and hid.
But finally emerged, sassy as ever.
The sale started at 7am. I was physically out there on time, but didn't really wake up til around 9 (yikes, my eyes are even bloodshot!).
I decided to wear my favorite apron:
Then the Old Me butted in... "Don't wear that... they will think it's obvious you love chocolate, and that's why you're fat!"
The New Me decided not to listen to the nonsense, and wore it anyway!
Halfway through the morning I realized how different THIS yard sale was from others in the past. I was not so uncomfortable meeting the people. Not so self-conscious. Not wanting to hide or let Jim be the "front man".
I chatted a lot more with the people that came, and felt relaxed and... "normal", whatever that is! LOL!
And the sales the first day were great! I mean really, how can you resist treasures such as this romantic couple... 4 ft high giraffes!
From Dr Phil's book: "Choose the right attitude and the right behavior to generate the right results."
My verse for today: "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul."
My quote for today: "A cat is more intelligent than people believe, and can be taught any crime." --Mark Twain
Enjoy the Journey,