My bones hurt. 10 hours of garage sale prepping. Tagging more clothes, scarves and crap than you can possibly imagine. Thankfully Lindsey and my sister came to help, I really don't want to imagine life (or garage sale-ing) without those two.
That's it. This was me before the tagging. If you can read my shirt (and know Italian) it says "Life is Beautiful" and despite the exhaustion from the last 10 hours I still believe that with every part of me.
PS. Note, I moved our recycling "process" (under the Thomas train) indoors per Zach's "request". As you'll remember, taking that to the recycling center is on my to-do list for the week. Perhaps tomorrow?