One woman's trash...

is another woman's treasure.  At least that's what I'm hoping as I gather stuff together for this year's Giant Garage Sale at my church.  Trash may be too strong a word, but "stuff I really don't need anymore" isn't quite as catchy.  Tomorrow is our set up day then we sell on Friday and Saturday.  I don't anticipate making much money this year but I don't care.  I promised my four grandchildren that I would share the proceeds with them if they would let me clear out boxes and boxes of their toys that have been residing in my basement for the last many years.  At ages 10-13, they've all agreed that they are not likely to play with a little toy stove, plastic food, plastic dishes (even the Cinderella ones), toy trucks, puzzles and so much more.  I am earning another clear space in my basement as I work toward downsizing and that's payment enough for me.