If you know Joel well, then you know that he never met a garage sale he didn’t like. And our basement is full of oddities that were a “good deal”. I suppose that would be in the eye of the beholder, because my eyes see worthless clutter. And, if you know me well then you know that the garage sale habit irritates me. A LOT.
Apparently, Noah has noticed the issue. Joel found shelves for the basement today at some business that was closing and giving away…not even selling…their stuff. Old metal warehouse shelves.
Before I came home and while Joel assembled the shelves, and moved the junk away from the wall to put onto the shelves, Noah surveyed the scene and warily said:
“Does Mom know about this? I’m not sure what she’ll think. Hmmm….Mom?…Or an angry mob? I’ll take the angry mob any day.”