am i alive?

unbelievable. i am exhausted. i seriously have to convince myself that i'm still breathing on my own and blood is successfully pumping through my veins. this weekend was extremely tiring, but very profitable.

the yard sale was large, to put it nicely. it was crazy. it was busy. but it was also a huge success. it's encouraging to see four numbers on the left side of the decimal point in our total made. and honestly, one of the best parts of the weekend was meeting some pretty cool people. several neighbors walked down the street to pop in and say hello. you know...the neighbors you see in passing that live a few blocks down. you recognize their kids, their car...even their smile from a distance. but never seem to have a moment to sit and chat. one of the families that we had a blast with live about four houses down from us. they had their whole kit and caboodle in town for a funeral. we got a knock on our door at 9:30 pm last night. it was them. the owner of the house had been showing her aunts, sister, grandma, and probably even dog, some shoes that she picked up earlier in the day at our sale. well...that was the end of it. they were flying out their door and literally running down the sidewalk to our place to check out what we had left. we still had everything out in the yard because we continued the sale for a few hours today. jacob just simply uncovered all the tables. these seven women were fighting over things...trying to make bids and auctioning off our belongings to each other. they stayed until 10:30 pm loading their arms with boxes and bags full. even though i thought i was going to die at that point, they were so much fun to visit and laugh with. at that moment, laughter was {almost} better medicine then sleep. :) fact of the day: red pumps will send seven women flying down the street at ten o'clock at night. believe it!

so i did try to take a nap today, but i think it made me feel even more drunk (i technically don't know what that feels like, i guess). but thank you Jesus for spell check. this blog entry wouldn't make a bit of sense without that sweet invention.

my house went from looking like i was a pack-rat to my yard looking like a store and now only about four boxes labeled ARC for pick-up on the porch. i call that victory!

all credit goes to the Lord for bringing the right people, on the right weekend, with the right weather. there was a graceful breeze throughout the whole day that kept us cool. He blessed us real good! :)