Getting Rid of Stuff, Spenard Style

Today we started our first ever Spenard-style moving sale.  The snow is (mostly) gone and the days long with Alaskan sunlight, and Spenardians are beginning to dust off their Costco tents, erect them in the driveway, and start hauling out their junk that needs to be passed on.  It is not just a one-day sale.  Sometimes it lasts all summer.  It is a sort of Spenard tradition.  We sit outside on lawn chairs with iced tea and the paper, we put a sign out on the corner and pass the day chatting with customers/neighbors who wander the 'hood looking for that special deal.

In the past, I have been a customer.  For the next few weeks I will be a seller.  A provider.  A recycler.  I really enjoy meeting the eclectic mix of folks yardsaling on a Saturday afternoon.  The conversation is half the fun.

We only brought in $18, but we got rid of a healthy amount of stuff.  Happy to have it off our hands and passed on to people who want it.

Each day, I feel lighter.  Even my step is getting bouncy, I swear.  68 days until departure.  All is coming together.  It feels real now.