The garage sale was an epic failure. D:
Sometimes it sucks living in the middle of nowhere.
We sold two things, and made a total of eight bucks.
That's it.
Got a visit from the neighbor's dog. The sweet one.
Since my dad wasn't home, we let her hang around for a while,
as long as her owner would let her. Her owner kind of hates us,
so if he knew she was over there, he'd probably freak out.
But he didn't know.
I wouldn't blame him. My dad DID threaten to shoot his dogs. >_>;
I just wish he would stop holding that against my mom and I.
It's not our fault my dad is a dog hater.
And it's not our fault that the one dog of theirs is kind of crazy, either.
Maybe if they paid attention to him more than once a week,
he wouldn't have problems. D;
That's how dogs are, same with cats, kids, etc.
They'll do ANYTHING to get attention when they don't get enough of it normally.
Even if it's negative attention.
So we're going to try the garage sale again in a few weeks,
and probably move it somewhere else.
We're thinking of renting a space at the local flea market,
and setting it up there.
I'm REALLY tired, but I can't make myself to go sleep.
So I'm sitting here, watching Ben 10 and drinking some tea.
If I wake up a little more, I'll probably work on cleaning my room.
I need to do that. >_>
