people were outside waiting at 6:00 am for the estate sale, pushing their way into my house at 9:00 a.m.. someone yelled, "where are the stamps and the silver coins...", grabbing what the could. it was all over by 1:00 p.m. with much relief. it was fun and i forgot how much joy there is in barter.

now, i'm ready for the next one in a month.