Well, don't really come because it's all gone now! But this is what our front lawn looked like at 6:30 last Friday (minus a few couches). It's an odd feeling to have most of your stuff out on the lawn with price tags on it, just waiting for someone else to cart it off to their own house. I suppose I would rather willingly detach myself from some of my materials possessions than endure a fire that destroys all of them.
It was fun to sell brownies and popsicles on Saturday, although we ate far too many ourselves. I'm grateful it's overwith though! It was physically and emotionally exhausting to get rid of that much stuff.
The night before the sale we put our "watchdog" out to keep an eye or a bark on the stuff. She did a great job! No stuff stolen and no barking... The sad part is that she needs to find a new home, no room for her in the Ohio apartment. She will be missed!