"There's more in the basement, if you want to look."
Never one to turn down an invite to look at more stuff, I followed her instructions, walked through the garage, and down into the basement. One of these days I'm going to do that and never be heard from again. There was a lot of stuff down there, including some vintage Christmas, but none of it was priced. I decided I just did not feel like gathering up a bunch of it, hauling up out of the basement, finding out it was too much for me, and then negotiating in the heat. It was the last stop on the list, and I already had a van full. I'm also not in a big hurt for stuff right now. Given all of that, I tend towards leaving everything for the next buyer. Maybe that makes me a bad junker. I don't know.
|Churches for burning incense|
|Doves for holding candles|
When I got back upstairs with the box, she asked me what I had found. I handed the box to her and simply said:
|This isn't all of them. There were two that would not fit.|
Then agreed with me.