Spring is almost here and so are garage sales.

One Saturday when I was a teenager my mom and I went on a garage sale frenzy. We drove up to one house where there were items all over the driveway, in neatly defined rows and the garage door was open. I must say however, that something felt odd about it.

We got out of the car and my mom said, “Hi” to the man by the garage. He said, “Can I help you?”. She told him, “No” that we were just looking. He then told us that he was cleaning out his garage and it was not a ‘garage sale’. UGH I was so embarrassed! Can you imagine as a teenager, the horror. Yikes! To this day, I make sure it’s a garage/yard sale before I get out of the vehicle.