Just recovering from my first ever (and last) garage sale.
The biggest winner was the recycling depot when I dropped off a truckload of special “things.”
These “things” that I had packed, and moved, and packed and moved, because I thought they were treasures I couldn’t part with.
My change purse got steadily heavier as it filled with loonies and toonies, but my spirits got lighter.
It was fun meeting new people, and making deals, i.e. giving stuff away – it made them happy, and me too.
And today, today is such a gift.
I won’t spoil it by going out to buy more “things”.
Photo – Baloo getting comfortable in a small space while I cooked dinner during my “Vagabond Girl” travel days.
It ain’t the size of our homes, or the “things” inside them that makes our hearts sing…