Oh, I'm gearing up for it.
That's right, and everything must go. We are selling our stuff like mad!
I am thrilled, because I am really going to work the white trash angle of the garage sale tomorrow. I'm talking cut-off jean shorts, white wifebeater tank, black bra, barefoot, beer in hand. It's the only way. And Stevie will be properly attired in cut-off jean shorts and boots. No shirt. Absolutely no problem.
It's going to be AWESOME. Come and join our fun!
We are moving into the following teensy-weensy apartment: (Praise Him, we finally found a place.)
