Strange Day. The massive news coverage on the anniversary of the attacks has made for a strange aura. We had another garage sale (which is just a clever disguise to get stuff out into the driveway for a short stay before it is all loaded up on a truck and sent for a lovely ride to Goodwill). We enjoy the family time during the sale and meeting people who are lured into our driveway by the signage. It's a good thing. Not lucrative by any means, but it's a lot less painful way for a "saver" to get rid of stuff that has made an appearance in a retail arena before going the non-profit route to the home of someone else.
More sorting and shifting of things around in the house. More quilting. More phone calling about Dorothy.
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