Our community yard sale is tomorrow. I am about 70% ready for it. I dread it though because Steve is on call and has to open up the pool in the morning....leaving me to deal with the whole thing by myself. He should still be able to help set up in the morning because he won't have to leave until around 9:30am.
It wouldn't be so bad, but I really think I'm going to need help with Stefanie. If left to her own devices, she'll be pulling all the clothes and things out of the boxes and off the tables and hording them in the corner. I can hear it now "Steffy's shirt. Steffy's toy. Steffy's pants. MINE!" Ugh! I'd better call Sarah and see if she'd be willing to come up and help.
Then right after the yard sale is Steve's mandatory-voluntary pool party at work. Nice how they made up a new word, huh? The whole thing about the new guy not having to work on the pool at all is just plain WRONG! I don't get it why they would ask him if he wants to work on the pool? Of course he said No. They act like he's the company owner's favorite nephew or something. They act afraid of him. I hope they soon see that favortism like that just breeds resentment in the rest of the staff.
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A pool party sounds fun except for the wearing of the swimsuit.
How did you do on your yardsale?
$57 profit. I still have plenty of baby clothes left (except in the tiniest sizes).
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