ReSale for Sale?

So! I haven't written in a few days. I feel as though I have already failed you and I haven't even begun!! Oh Well!

This week. This week. My mom came to visit us on Wednesday. It was nice to see her. Bonnie didn't know we were going to get her at the airport, so it was a surprise. Although she had stated that she hoped her surprise was going to be a bunny... she seemed thoroughly appreciative that it was, instead, her Nanny.
On Saturday, my father-in-law came to visit. I can't even comment on this.
What can you say about somebody who goes out of their way to always be in charge of every single situation and conversation... it is draining. You drink, is what you do. You drink, say "fuck it" and find humor in their absurdness. It really is all you can do! I enjoy this process. I find it very liberating to be able to sit down and listen to someone b.s. the entire night and not actually give a crap because I am tipsy. I used to deal with this sober. Sure. Why would I, though? It is not like anything I say is ever going to be used constructively. If anything, it will be used as ammo against me in another context. Tit-for-tat. Not worth it.
Since about last week or so, I have gotten a little bit addicted to resale shopping. This used to totally gross me out and give me the heebies... and some of it does still-- I won't be buying much second-hand clothes, for example... but I really need to furnish a few key areas of my house... This area we live in is overrun by consignment and thrift stores. Of course, there is also our local flea market. It is an immense and really daunting place. This joint houses over 20,000 people per weekend day (so, what, 40k a weekend!! eek!) ... Suffice it to say, I have been bargain shopping like mad lately. Let's see, last week I got Bonnie some very gently used Van's for 50 cents.(washed em in the machine, mind you!!) I also got myself some brand-new "wellies" for 3 bucks! I got a vacuum cleaner for $15! I haven't bought ANY furniture! Amazing, huh? I am the queen of getting side tracked.
My mom left today. Bonnie was very sad and kept asking if she could go with her. I wish I could send her. Everything is just so expensive, anymore... plus, how will I have any money for buying other peoples' used-up crap if I send her??
Next blog, I will be telling you all about Tarpon Springs, Fl. Think Greek-overload, think sea sponges, think pythons.... it will all come together.

Millie