There was an inflated bounce house on the lawn.
I pulled up fully expecting it to: a. not be for sale or, b. not be for sale at a price I was willing to pay. How surprised was I when the man told me he was asking $40 for it. $40!!! It was obviously in working condition and the price included the air pump. Well, of course, I didn't have any money on me and begged him to let me rush home to get it (the sale was only around the corner from our house). I rushed in to the house like a bat out of hell where Don was hosting the beginnings of Scott's bachelor party only to hear "Kim, I don't have any cash". I think the crestfallen look on my face prompted one of the guys attending the festivities to open his wallet (Thank you, John Gallagher!!!).
I think she likes it.
Later that day the woman who had been selling the item at her sister's garage sale stopped by to drop off the carrying tote and repair kit. She just walked right into my house! But that's a story for another time...
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