I really don't understand how yard sales can make someone so exhausted. Initially I was mentally exhausted and thought that I could go the rest of the day with regular Saturday evening plans. Then I woke up to dinner being ready. Yes, the yard sell ended at 4pm, money was counted and distributed and I sat down at about 5:30pm. I woke up at about 6pm (ish) so really only a 30 minute nap, but the fact that I slept means I was (and currently am) much more physically exhausted than I thought. I think everyone is...even my dad who did not man the stations but did in fact provide fans on a 90+ degree day, babysat the little one (my niece), got out all the lunch products, set up the canopies (and help break down the yard sale) and check on us occasionally! My mom worked all day so she wasn't there but it is exhausting preparing for such endeavor and then heading to a long day at work to come home and help finish the last remaining details of the yard sale are just as exhausting. Note that it was a MASSIVE sale...as in multifamily...literally. My family, my sister's in-laws and a neighbor all had contributed to this sale. We sold a whole of items but still have a lot more to go. Which is why we are going to have another yard sale on Friday and Saturday this next weekend! To let you know how successful this yard sale was without going into too many details, the total profit all three families made combined was over $400 and that was for eight hours. Again, we still have so much more stuff to sell, but all-in-all a rather successful day!
To give you an idea of how and why I found the garage sale successful, I will give you some thoughts to ponder. Going into the garage sale I for sure had seven of those printer paper boxes of clothing and a large box (I am guessing at least an 8 x 4 x 4 box of clothing) that I had ready to be put out into the yard sale last night. I woke up at 5am this morning to over a few things in the basement and find two ore paper boxes worth of clothing to put out. I am pretty sure of the nine paper boxes and one big box (at least) I sold about 65% of those items of clothing and I still have more to contribute to next weekends yard sale! I still have so much more to do and go through but I am happy with the results and hope to have as good, if not better, results next weekend *crosses fingers* I still have a lot more work to do and an anticipating more late nights this week, but all for the better!
Now, I will be showering and going to bed! I will post more tomorrow!
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
My Hope for the Young Men in the World
I know Father's Day was Sunday but in the spirit of celebrating good men I feel I should tell this story.
On Saturday, I visited my mom at her clinic. As I was leaving there was a man and a kid walking out of the kidney center. I assume they were related based off of the way they interacted. Since the clinic my mom is employed in sits on the second floor along with the kidney center, the kid, the older man and I proceed to the elevator. I got in first and hit the button to get to the first floor. The man and the kid walked in too. Now, I believe this kid was probably closer to the teenager range. He couldn't be any younger than 8 but I was guessing somewhere between 10 and 13 years of age. Also, I hate stereotyping but he was of some ethnic group that I believe to be a minority. Which is why I think this story is awesome.
We reached the first floor and the elevator open. The older man walked out first leaving me and the kid in the elevator. The kid motioned for me to go first. I liked the gesture and said thank you. What happened next made my day. The kids ran as fast as he could to the sliding doors and stepped in front of me. I was curious as to why he would do such a thing. He also put a hand up to the older man and said "I thought Dad said 'ladies first.' He turned to me and gestured for me to go before him. I was impressed. Then, when we were all out in the parking lot he opens the door of a mini-van waiting for the two of them. He helped this older man into the first seat of the car, then ran to the back and said "no I'll sit in the back." Before the door shut I see a much younger girl (I am assuming a younger sister) sitting in the middle row of the mini van.
Now, I give this story because to me, it restores my faith in the male gender. Now, not all guys are bad and even women have their flaws. But growing up outside of Utah I had friends with divorced parents, fathers (and even the occasional mother) not present or not living a psychologically good lifestyle (for the kids at least...many had a much younger mistress or something along those lines) I was pleased to see this family attempting to make a young man out of this boy! I believe the first step to raising a good man is to make sure he respects women and sees women be respected. The fact that his father taught him to be kind enough to let the women he encounter feel respected, whether it was a complete stranger or his baby sister, gives me hope for the men in the world. My hats off to the men trying their absolute best to raise honorable respectable young men.
It was a small act and seemingly insignificant but I believe something this small can make a huge difference in this young man's life.
On Saturday, I visited my mom at her clinic. As I was leaving there was a man and a kid walking out of the kidney center. I assume they were related based off of the way they interacted. Since the clinic my mom is employed in sits on the second floor along with the kidney center, the kid, the older man and I proceed to the elevator. I got in first and hit the button to get to the first floor. The man and the kid walked in too. Now, I believe this kid was probably closer to the teenager range. He couldn't be any younger than 8 but I was guessing somewhere between 10 and 13 years of age. Also, I hate stereotyping but he was of some ethnic group that I believe to be a minority. Which is why I think this story is awesome.
We reached the first floor and the elevator open. The older man walked out first leaving me and the kid in the elevator. The kid motioned for me to go first. I liked the gesture and said thank you. What happened next made my day. The kids ran as fast as he could to the sliding doors and stepped in front of me. I was curious as to why he would do such a thing. He also put a hand up to the older man and said "I thought Dad said 'ladies first.' He turned to me and gestured for me to go before him. I was impressed. Then, when we were all out in the parking lot he opens the door of a mini-van waiting for the two of them. He helped this older man into the first seat of the car, then ran to the back and said "no I'll sit in the back." Before the door shut I see a much younger girl (I am assuming a younger sister) sitting in the middle row of the mini van.
Now, I give this story because to me, it restores my faith in the male gender. Now, not all guys are bad and even women have their flaws. But growing up outside of Utah I had friends with divorced parents, fathers (and even the occasional mother) not present or not living a psychologically good lifestyle (for the kids at least...many had a much younger mistress or something along those lines) I was pleased to see this family attempting to make a young man out of this boy! I believe the first step to raising a good man is to make sure he respects women and sees women be respected. The fact that his father taught him to be kind enough to let the women he encounter feel respected, whether it was a complete stranger or his baby sister, gives me hope for the men in the world. My hats off to the men trying their absolute best to raise honorable respectable young men.
It was a small act and seemingly insignificant but I believe something this small can make a huge difference in this young man's life.
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