What to do?

I just confirmed that Trinity Methodist Church is having its fall rummage sale tomorrow at nine, with bag day on Saturday.  I have spent a good deal of my recent time announcing that things must go around here – too much clutter. I have just spent two days at Mother’s going through odds and ends and found, among other things, my Great-Great Aunt Sara’s high school diploma from before the turn of the century – the last one.  I found it in the sewing bench that came with the sewing machine my Great-Great  Uncle Jesse gave my grandmother when she graduated from the same high school in 1900.

I found the booklet that came with my Terri Lee Doll. You know I think I thought that doll was boring but I figured I was expected to play with it. I vaguely remember making it hop along the floor as if it were walking and then thinking, “Okay, now what?” As I was leaving, I tossed a heavy iron pot made for cooking on top of a wood stove into my trunk.

I am sitting here looking at boxes of stuff I have carted to the Peanut Butter Cafe & Roadhouse. Do I want to go to a rummage sale?

But what if there is something there that is an unfound treasure? What then, huh?