Today we had a garage sale (well, Susan had a garage sale while I did Daddy-duty with Nicholas). We sold a reasonable amount of stuff, including an outdoor table and chairs that’s still sitting on the driveway because it’s new owner hasn’t returned for it. My contribution to the event was the installation of directional signage — at 11:30pm last night…
After the second sign I realised that I was hacking the process — refining the method of tieing the string around the light pole to achieve maximum security and minimal string wastage; orienting the sign for maximum visibility to oncoming traffic while not causing an obstruction… Once a geek, always a geek!
Dodging the half-full beer cans thrown at me from passing utes got a bit tiresome (I’m surprised they’d want to waste any). Oh, and with my court appearance next week I’ll probably be looking for some moral support (“Your Honour, I really don’t know how that piece of plasterboard with my address and the words ‘Garage Sale’ painted on it came to be on the passenger seat of that police car, but I really have to wonder if the good constable should have been driving with his window open that late at night…”).
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