We're having a three households yard sale on Saturday, September 20. The three households are those of my sister, my mother and me, and the last time we worked up the will to do anything like this was 1988, and all of us have accumulated a staggering amount of stuff in the ensuing years. I've finally had to ask myself difficult questions like, "Can I struggle through the rest of my life absent the framed poster of Miss Piggy on a motorcycle I bought at the West Town Mall Spencer's in 1981 with money extorted from my mother?" After much soul-searching, it turns out that the answer is yes. We have a good deal of vintage stuff including toys, games, furniture, decor, fabric, patterns, glassware, etc., as well as plenty of newer stuff including good clothes, lots of them with tags still attached, appliances, electronics. There are easily more than a dozen large framed pieces of "art," the subjects of many tastelessly rendered in yarn and feathers, but the frames and glass are good, and they'll be priced to move. There is a gas-powered lawn tool with tiller and tree-trimmer attachments, as well as several other tool things that only interest people like my mother, who seems to enjoy them. In short, we have copious amount of stuff, a vintage wooden school desk in good shape, a barely-used Cuisinart juicer, blond wood mid-century coffee and two-tiered end tables, a couple of hundred tagged Beanie Babies (twenty years late!), vintage hard maple twin beds and full-sized bed, a pair of newer swiveling wooden bar-height chairs, several pairs of older lamps, small vintage desk-sized fans, vintage jewelry, new and old purses, a wicker patio set, too much to catalog here. I'm going to attempt to attach a few pictures, but they only represent the barest sketch of the stuff we have. The sale starts at 9am, but please don't come early because we need every bit of time to get things set up, and annoyance among the three of us will likely have been building since setting eyes on the one another much earlier than any of us are used to. I'll personally see to it that we have it all worked out precisely at nine o' clock in the a.m.