There's nothing left.
Eddie's Attic/Booth 62 at the Dixie Peddlers Mall is no more.
One more truckload today and I will be completely out. Gone. Like I was never there. I may cry. I did on the last day of sales. It feels so strange to get only one sales report email a night. I feel kind of like I did when I graduated high school. Everyone is heading off in their own direction. You know you'll see each other again, but it will never be the same. But it was good while it lasted.
I still have some thoughts to share and stories to tell from the last days. I've had precious little time to write lately (naturally). I also have a whole ton of things that I had planned to write about in January, until the store closing bomb dropped. My brain is overly full and needs to be emptied.
Good-bye to my beloved Dixie Peddlers Mall. I will miss you. Thanks for such a good run. The page has turned, and it's time to write a new chapter in my junking journey.