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I had a Little Debbie Fudge Brownie for breakfast. It was good.

*tee hee - just for you, Miss R*

Anyway, on to the REAL post.

The past two days have been H.E.C.T.I.C. I spent Tuesday sequestered inside the church basement with my mom, her friend, her friend's mom and her friend's mom's boyfriend. I have to say, out of all of them, I enjoyed the company of the boyfriend the most - older guy, likes to talk, and easy to talk to. He had some fascinating stories about his travels and his children and all the things he's done in his life. Selling stuff in a yard sale is an easy way to bring those stories up, too - there was a lot of "You see that? I got that when I was..." Interesting chap. The other three? Not so much. My mom...man, I'm not even goin' there. Mom's friend? She's loud, she laughs entirely too much (and fake laughter, too, the worse kind) and has very little tolerance for anything. Friend's mother? Well, take that and add a HEALTHY dose of impatience and up the volume by a factor of 10. Add to that the fact that none of them are under 60, and you've got my day on Tuesday. Trapped inside.

Wednesday we moved the yard sale outside. Imagine the above, and now add in 40 degree temperatures in the morning, not more than 60 the rest of the day, and bright, BRIGHT sunlight in the afternoon. I had to chase windblown clothes, and the ambient temperature was cool enough that I didn't realize that my face, neck, and upper back was getting the ultimate sunburn. We're talking slightly under blister-stage. You know the kind - the kind of sunburn that gives you a belly ache and full-body chills. That was my last two days. Yay for me. I'm only hoping that the take (mom gives me the money she makes) is worth the torture of sore joints, muscles, and the mother of all sunburns. Oh, and the annoying people I got to socialize with, too.

Don and everybody else I usually goof off with all day long - I would have much rather been hanging out with y'all.