Sale Day

A couple times a year, the Hope House holds a big yard sale.  And these sales are known far and wide as people will drive in for many miles to attend these sales, and even fly in from other states.  Today was a smaller version of one of those sales.  A bit later in the year than normal and perhaps not quite as publicized as normal, but it was still an event to prepare for.  We’ve been seeing volunteers busting about campus for the past week or so, getting things ready for today.

And now today was here.  Perhaps a bit chillier than desired, at a brisk 37 degrees.  We gathered together in the main sale barn at 7:30am for instructions and prayer and then deployed to our assigned locations.  

Steve and I were assigned to man the quonset building which housed the gun safes.  Six large safes for sale, scratch and dent, from a local manufacturer.  I don’t own a gun, but suddenly I’m an expert on gun safes.

The sun was rising over the hills beyond the Snake River as we were opening the doors, a beautiful sunrise on a cold morning.  I took a couple of pictures, one from the ground, the other from the air.  The color had faded somewhat by the time I got the drone in the air, but still a splendid sunrise.

Although the sale had steady traffic and a lot of stuff was sold, gun safes are a specialty item, high cost (even at a yard sale), and not the kind of thing you just throw in the back seat of a car.  So we sat around most of the day.  We sold one safe.  Later on, when the buyer came to pick it up, it took eight guys to wrestle it onto his trailer.  I didn’t help mainly because an additional person couldn’t fit around the safe.  So I participated by taking a picture.

Unlike me, Deb was busy most of the time.  She worked in the Christmas House which was full of low-cost items which will fit in the back seat of a car.  So she helped bag the items and wrap the ones that were fragile.

Traffic had dwindled after lunch and everything was closed down at 2pm.  All the volunteers that worked the sale were invited to The Spot, a pizza joint in Marsing, at 3pm so we joined them for an early dinner.  We were back at 4pm, having had lunch at 12 and dinner at 3 and now we’re all messed up. We grazed a bit at 6pm and then watched a movie.

Perhaps tomorrow will be a day of rest.