Am I Nuts or What?

We are moving the week of Father's Day, June 16th to be exact and so Frank and I got this bright idea that we would have a moving sale this weekend.  Graduation weekend!  Memorial Day weekend!  Was I crazy?  What on earth was I thinking.  We even went so far as to hold the sale for TWO days....fortunately I worked at school yesterday so Frank was on his own.  I am not sure if that was a good or bad thing.  We sold a good bit yesterday....the sale was from 7 to 11.  I left at 7:30 going to work.  The first customer was knocking at 6:30.  Griefus...can people not read ads and signs?  7:00 is NOT 6:30.  This morning I was up at 5:00 and by seven there were three cars sitting in our yard and another 50.00 worth of merchandise being carried to their vehicles.  Moving/Yard Sales are funny creatures.  I went through the things I was packing with a fine tooth comb and the stuff I did not want to move...or could not move...or did not want to store was what went on the sale table. People came....and they started trying to go through my packed boxes...so Frank and I devised a plan where one of us took the front half of the house...and the other the back half.  Someone even asked how much I wanted for my computer....WHAT?  No computer = No blog....not going to happen.  It is funny how some stuff....I let go of with no qualms....other things...I felt a twinge of sellers remorse over.  How crazy is that.  GET RID OF IT!  Maybe there is a little of my mother in me yet....hopefully not the hoarder part.  This morning, I went into my kitchen...and on a little shelf...where four pink wine glasses had once sat....gifts when I graduated from high school nearly 40 years ago...from Vienna....and given to me by my mom's old boss, Yetta Oakes (antique dealer in Palm Beach) anyways...where they sat...was a big gaping hole.  I found my sweet Frank and asked him if he had moved them.  He said with a big successful smile..."Nope!  I sold them yesterday for 1.00 a piece."  I nearly threw up.  Those glasses nearly 40 years ago...were 25.00 a piece.  You all would have been proud of me....I can let it go...I smiled and said...really?  He replied with a fallen face...."Was I not supposed to sell them?"  It took all I could not to say....NO! Doofus!  But I did not.  I enhaled deeply and said...nahhhhh...it was fine that you sold my four glasses valued at over 25.00 each for 1.00 each.  I did get revenge a little later....point made...I sold his firefighter throw for a 1.00.  We are even and I am over it.  They were just glasses...and he is my sweetie.  I will live!  Happy Saturday...hope you all have a safe weekend!