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On a recent rainy Saturday morning, my husband wanted to hit a giant yard sale. It was over an hours drive away, but he swore it would be worth it.
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It was large, I’ll give him that. Located at a fairgrounds, the sellers were set up outside as well as in.
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Here’s the husband searching for treasure.
He didn’t find any… because the percentage of tables that were selling actual yard sale items instead of arts and crafts was probably 20%. This pleased me to no end because if there’s one thing we don’t need any more of, it’s useless junk treasure.
After a fruitless search outside, he headed in. And that’s where my eyes started rolling the fun began.
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The circled item on the table? A roll of Barack Obama toilet paper the seller pointed out… making the mistake of thinking my older, white haired, Marine Corps hatted, veteran husband was MAGA. This happens a lot, and my husband never wastes time correcting the mistake.
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I’m afraid this Rush Limbaugh shirt wearing fellow got an earful. And an eyeful of backed up facts from the husband’s phone. Nothing my guy likes more a political debate.
Thankfully it didn’t get heated.
And ironically…
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He bought something there. A vintage wooden F.H. Roberts – Apollo chocolate crate from Boston.
Proving even ideological differences can’t stop commerce.
Done at the fairgrounds, we headed home in the pouring rain. Not that it stopped my husband from stopping at other yard sales.
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Sigh.
On the drive home…
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A driftwood lobster claw and another business that ignores adverbs.
After arriving home, I checked WordPress and found they’re scraping the bottom of the barrel for atta boys.
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It’s not like I did that on purpose.
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Three cheers for your older, white haired, Marine Corps hatted, veteran husband — whipping out his phone with the facts! ❤️🇺🇸❤️🇺🇸❤️🇺🇸
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Have phone… will argue.
All day if you let him.
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Love that!
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There are no more facts on our phones, just someone else’s ideological agenda being pushed with skewed facts. Don’t believe me, try this one. If 32% of ALL traffic accidents involve a drunk driver, then that means in 68% of accidents, both parties are sober. Statistically, and using hard numbers, that means you are SAFER driving drunk. We both know that this is a crock of shit, but the statistics say otherwise.
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Congrats on the achievement…I guess. That is a cool wooden box.
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Because we really needed another old wooden crate.
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I had actually been planning to ask whether you got more crates. Question answered!
I was worried that your hubby wanted the giant lobster claw!!
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Thankfully not.
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I wish they would just leave us alone and let us just enjoy the site. I like it here…I really do. I don’t have to be constantly bombareded with encouraging “atta boys”!
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I think it’s supposed to inspire us.
It doesn’t.
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Political discussions I guess is his way of keeping busy, oh and flea markets. For some, it is grocery shopping, but we can always use snacks. On the other hand, I don’t want to hear everyone’s politics because I just don’t but it keeps one busy!
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I detest debating politics. My husband loves it.
To each their own.
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Me, too! I disappear when the stepson and the husband go all political.
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Our “flea markets” have become nothing more than dollar junk hawkers.
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I think it’s great that you guys, for whatever reason, will get out of the house and have a little fun. May we all do so well.
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