Still trying to catch up blogging about the weekend before last. Friday Sept. 27, we went to a few estate sales but only spent $7. I got a old wooden letter tray for $2. It was missing knobs for the drawers but hubby found some in his tools and put them on. He also shined it up with Murphy’s oil soap and it looks great. The other $5 went for an aluminum level. Hubby has a collection of old woodworking tools like levels and planes. The place we got the level at had a bunch of signs up saying “Feel free to make an offer.” It was marked $6.50 and a wood plane was marked $8. He asked if he could get them both for $10. This is not unheard of. The woman just about had a cow. She said she couldn’t do any less on the plane so we put it back. She didn’t want to do less on the level. So I couldn’t keep silent. I told her we weren’t trying to insult her, she had all these signs up saying to make an offer. Finally she relented and took $5. It was like pulling teeth. Often these sales are run by an outside company that coordinates estate sales for a living. They have no sentimental attachment to things and their goal is to get the house empty for the client. When the daughter is selling off her deceased father’s things, she can barely part with anything at any price. Whether it’s a ball of string or a bag of lint, she’s not ready to part with it. Then she can’t figure out why she hasn’t sold anything at the end of the day!
Friday at 4:15 pm, we left to drive up to Pewaukee High School for their Homecoming football game. With the construction and traffic, it took us until 6:45 pm to get there. The game was against Pope Pius out of Milwaukee. The Pewaukee Pirates won 43-0. It was a fun game and Greg’s mom and all his siblings and some of the spouses came to watch. Greg’s nephew Sean is a senior and not only plays both offense and defense, he plays trombone in the marching band and was on Homecoming court. He was running around like a chicken with his head cut off but he had a smile on his face so I knew he was loving every minute of it. It was perfect weather for a football game, only a light jacket was necessary. (Last year, we’d made it up to one of Sean’s football games in late Oct. and it was freezing!) We had a good time but then had to drive back which is so tiring. The next day when I got up out of bed, I felt like I was severely hungover even though I hadn’t drank a drop of alcohol. 😦 At the game every relative there asked us if we were going to the wedding the next day. We didn’t even know what wedding they were talking about. It is hubby’s cousin’s daughter. We told them we weren’t invited and everyone just gave us a blank stare back. Most likely, we were invited and the invitation was lost in the mail. Our mail service sucks. I know for a fact we’re not getting all our mail. What does come, besides what’s addressed to other streets and house numbers, is torn or severely damaged. Anyway, there is no way we could’ve survived going up to WI 2 days in a row. If we had, I’d be in a coma the next day. That’s the kind of thing we would’ve done when younger without giving it a second thought. It’s just weird though how to broach the subject the next time we see this cousin. She probably thinks we just didn’t respond and blew her off instead of RSVPing. Oh well. I can’t lose any sleep over these kinds of misunderstandings anymore. For years, I was analyzing everything his relatives said or didn’t say and it drove me nuts. I can’t change that I care but I can change how much I care. I never thought caring less would be a good thing but it turns out to be a great thing! 🙂