mental case and crossbow.

Well, it was a long, loooong weekend. We had our yardsale and did really well, making about $180. That is more than plenty to get Jeff's license but we aren't going to Richmond today. We're not comfortable taking the car with shitty tires. I am not comfortable with the way the motor sounds but Jeff seems to think that it would be alright. I don't know. Jeff's brother said that if his girlfriend takes off a day this week they will use his truck to go get it. I guess that will work. I was kinda looking forward to the day away and we had even planned to keep the kids out of school and do some sight-seeing there. We were gonna carry the sale over until Sunday but when we got up we were so tired, so sunburnt, and just like ugh! It also looked like rain. I got online to see what the weather was calling for and it said rain starting in the afternoon and carrying thru the night. That was why we didn't mostly. But it didn't start raining until after dark last night. Jeff said we would just have it again next weekend. I'm not thrilled. It means all week he will be bringing more junk home from his mom's to sell. The stuff she sends usually doesn't sell and I have to scour it clean first. I had to use SOS pads on freaking plates for crying out loud. I swear she used them and then just tossed them aside as if they were paper plates. I almost started bawling friday night when i was trying to get them washed. Mainly cause i was tired and my place was so disorganized and i felt i had better things to do than wash plates. What really got to me was the fact that the whole thing was so last minute. I mean usually I'm like okay we're gonna have our first yardsale soon so i'll start packing things i don't want away, already priced. And have a good idea of those things that can't be packed. Well, just two weeks ago we through a ton of shit away that would have sold undoubtably but thought hell with a yardsale i just want the place cleaned up for my birthday and easter. then with two days notice i'm trying to go through things thinking i have nothing. then i couldn't get my house clean with all the junk jeff was bringing in and then my mom started bring her stuff over thursday. The day of the sale my sister had her 3 year old and 2 year old twins who pretty much destroyed what was left of my apartment. it's a freakin wreck and it will probably take me all week just to get it back in order and that's not an exaggeration sadly. Plus i will have to deal with all the stuff that jeff brings for another sale. we went and got about 5 boxes of shit yesterday that i have to go thru. most of it is junk and won't sell. i'll have to go thru it and sort the good from the bad then wash the good. you can't tell his mom that it won't sell. "i'm sure somebody would want it. it's not that bad if they clean it up or fix this or that" OMG! i won't sell it mainly cause it's embarrassing.
omg i have to tell you about the nut that bought jeff's crossbow. a mental case i swear to god. he was looking at it then went to his car. then he came back and i thought huh, he must have changed his mind. he walks up to me, jeff, and jeanna(my friend) and was like mind if i put an arrow in it and shoot the flag on top of the feed mill across the street. well we thought that he was joking. HE WASN'T! We were like dude you can't shoot it in town limits. he kept on insisting. i finally was like man you can't shoot any personal weapons inside town limits. he then said well this isn't city limits this it the county. i was like noooooo this is the town of broadway and it's a law. jeff drew it back and was like man this is as much as i can show you and if you can't take my word for it that it works then you can leave and i'll just sell it to the next person that comes along who's interested. finally he was like alright i'll buy it. we all had the same thought. maybe we shouldn't sell it to him really. but we did. when he went to leave he got to his car and opened the door and leaned in. he had told us that he had arrows so my first thought was that he was getting one. jeff got up and tried to walk to the parking lot nonchalantly to see what he was up to. then he popped his trunk. i told jeanna i wished that i had the broadway police's phone number. she had it on her cell and pulled it up because if he dared pulled an arrow out of the vehicle i wasn't gonna hesitate to call them. but he kept watching jeff so he just put it in the trunk and left. jeff said he saw the arrows when he was out there and the dumbass doesn't have crossbow bolts(arrows) he has regular arrows....longer than the ones jeff uses with his compound bow. i was like great! they aren't gonna work. jeff said well you can shoot them but they won't go maybe 10 yards and drop and won't be accurate even at the distance. i was like great he's gonna think he has a bad bow and come back and attempt to shoot us with it. we haven't seen him though. thank god. well i have to get the kids up and ready for school. laterz~