I hit the road early this morning to run some errands in town and then work at the church garage sale. I don’t really like garage sales, but I thought it was good to do my part. I knew working with my girl friends would be fun and make the time go quickly. All in all, I think I went into this thing with a good attitude. But it was just hot today. I worked from 11:30 to 3:30 on the hottest day of the summer. We sat outside under canopies, which provided shade. Not everything was shaded at the garage sale, so there were moments of direct sunlight. I felt like a puddle of butter. At one point I went to a nearby business to potty. I felt like I had been swimming – I had to peel my clothes from my body. Okay, nuff said there – no one wants the graphic. By the end of the day, I was wishing I were wearing my swimsuit. Still, it was okay. I made it until the next shift came, but I was headed to the car and the air-conditioner as soon as I could. I have to wonder why anyone would plan a garage sale in July. Why couldn’t we wait until this fall? Oh well, I did it and it is done.
Toby and I are planning a vacation for September. I told him I wanted to go somewhere where I could wear a sweater. Will I make it to September?