Well, a combination of patience, a great mix of customers and prayers moved 95% of the metal, ‘vintage’ ‘mid-century’ ‘retro’ patio furniture down the driveway and into awaiting vehicles. It was a long day, but certainly nothing that won’t reoccur for the next several months to come. After the torrential downpour last night we only lost one sign. The weather held nicely today. The selling banter was easier today with refusals met with more confidence and agreements reached. At the end of the day the stuff was mostly gone and a nice sum was in pocket that will go toward paying an electrician this next weekend when we have serviceable lights installed.
At the end, we went and collected our signs and secured the house. Recently, neighbors were awakened to their dog barking. They looked out the window to see someone prowling the side yard. When they turned on their outside lights the intruder ran down the street. Also, I had secured a side gate with my own little trip point to see if any one is entering the property via that secluded back gate. Yesterday, I found the trip point breached in a big way. I better secured the gate today.
I received word today that I might want to go by ‘the old house’ (my mom’s house). If you recall, I posted in early May about the dismal condition of my parent’s old house. I acknowledged that the house had been sold and it really was no longer any on my concern. That is indeed true. I rolled up on the house today, with my wife prepping me as we rolled into the neighborhood to stay calm. No problem I reassured her.