Monday, Monday

Ah, the weekend is over and it's back to life as I know it.

The garage sale was not really worth the work we put into it. Although one neighbor did tell me we priced things way too low. When you just want to clear shit out, I guess it's hard to put a value on it. Hell, we would have let someone take everything off our hands for a mere $30.

This week we have to clear the garage out, yet again, and hope scavengers come to take the rest so we don't have to cart it all to the thrift store. Stay posted for a link to Craigslist and twincitiesfreemarket.

The family gathering was okay. Stan kicked ass on cleaning the house and I held myself together until 11PM when I crashed and slept for 12 hours.

Sunday was a throwaway day. Mostly spent sleeping and watching TV. We did get the roundabout ready for biking though. I can't wait to try it out.

I have been lazing about but now must start getting ready for our day (at 11:30, I know, my life is soo hard). Noah is off to a friend's house and I am off to get a massage. Then, who knows? The day is our oyster.