Sunday, Sept. 23rd, 2007

WoW! What a weekend!

We’ve been planning to have a garage sale to clear out some of the junk in the garage so we started, last minute, getting everything ready. I didn’t want to have it THIS weekend because my wife’s birthday is Tuesday and her sister and I have had a birthday party scheduled for Saturday night, (last night) for a few weeks now.

I tried every excuse I could think of not to have the sale this weekend. Even stupid excuses, but my wife almost demanded we do it and get it over with while we had good weather for it. What could I do? I couldn’t get too ridiculous with my excuses for fear of tipping her off to the party. So Friday and Saturday we had the garage sale and it was a huge success! We got rid of tons of junk, cleaned out the garage and had fun doing it, but it was also a ton of work.

The party was scheduled for 5:00 PM Saturday. All day Saturday my wife’s sisters called trying to get her out of the house so some of us could put up the decorations and get everything ready. She wouldn’t budge. They actually had things planned to do to get her out, but she cancelled all her plans despite their pleading with her to go. I told her that I could handle the sale and to go with her sisters like she had planned. She wanted to stay for the sale. We finally got her out of the house at 4:15 PM and had 45 minutes to get EVERYTHING ready! The decorations, the food, the tables and chairs, AND load all the garage sale stuff that hadn’t sold, back into the garage.

I still can’t believe we pulled it off! We had her mother call and say she wanted to come over for awhile and could my wife come pick her up. They don’t live very far away so her mom had to stall her as long as she could. When she got back the garage sale was closed up, what little we had left to sell was back in the garage, and the party was ready. We all yelled Surprise! and she had no idea we had planned it.

So, needless to say I haven’t been paying much attention to the happenings in the house this weekend. As far as I know, the new TV in the bedroom has NOT turned on by itself. Until it does, I’ll have to assume it was all a faulty TV.

I did have a strange experience early this morning. As I was pouring my first cup of coffee, I heard footsteps behind me going into the bathroom, then a noise as if someone had dropped something in the bathroom. I assumed it was my wife who had just gotten up out of bed. After I poured my coffee and went to go look, there was no one there and nothing out of place in the bathroom.

The bathroom is off the kitchen, about 15 feet from where I was pouring my coffee, so there was absolutely no way it could have been my wife because she wouldn’t have had time to come back out before I went in to check things out. I then went to see if my wife was up and she was sleeping soundly.

That’s the first time I’ve heard footsteps in the house in the daytime. It’s always been at night before.

~ by unseencompany on September 23, 2007.