Two years ago, as we were packing our belongings up to move into our new house, my husband and I agreed that it was time to have a yard sale and sell some things on Craigslist. We have so much STUFF. We were exhausted from the move though and just couldn’t organize ourselves enough to have the sale before we moved. It was a stressful time full of changes and challenges…so we put it off and decided we would have the sale after we got settled into our new home.
Well, fast forward two years and we are (fairly) settled in and are finally having this massive yard sale. It’s great. I’m excited. I hope people will come to our sale and find treasures and great bargains on just the things they are looking for. I hope we’ll make some money and be able to put it towards some of the things we really need right now, especially with another baby on the way.
The reason I’m talking about this here though is because all the energy, effort and time it has taken to orchestrate and organize this sale has been completely exhausting. We moved everything into our garage starting last Sunday and all week long I’ve been pricing, sorting and moving things around to get ready for Saturday’s sale. All while keeping an eye on my two young children and growing another one in my belly! Today my little boy was in the garage hanging out with me while I worked and the next thing I knew he was racing around the front yard in his underwear singing a song about a superhero he invented named “Penis Man”… ooooh my Goodness. Thankfully my next door neighbor who was out watering her garden found him cute and funny. At least he had something on! Anyway, a run or even a walk would have been a nice stress reliever for me all week but the last time I hit the pavement was on Monday morning. A matter of only 3 days, but with all the stress of getting ready for this sale while balancing everything else in my world, minus making time for myself to run — let’s just say that I am one grouchy mamma! Tomorrow morning I need to get out there and SWEAT. I need to just make it a priority for myself. I know I will not regret it and that I will feel so much better because of it.
It is times like this that I am really reminded of how much I need to move, at least in some way, every day if I can. Even if it is just for 20 minutes – I owe it to myself and to my family to make time to do it.
