Yardsales or Bust (Yardsales and Bust)

It's taken me awhile to sit down and blog about mine and Keith's weekend because I wasn't sure what to talk about first. Would it be the endless yardsales and all of the people or would it be the sweet 80 year old gentleman that crashed into the back of my van, totaling it. Anyway, I decided to tell you about the yardsales first and the wreck later.

Keith and I left out Thursday morning for our three day adventure. Boy, was it an adventure. We decided to go up into KY for several miles and then turn around and start coming down HWY 127 and begin our shopping. Let me tell you that there were yardsales everywhere. They were on both sides of the rode for miles and then there would be a break and then more and more. It was crazy good. We didn't travel many miles a day because we were in and out of the van so much.

I have to tell you that I have never seen so much junk. Yes, I said junk. Now, I have to tell you that I like pretty junk, but a lot of this stuff was not pretty junk it was just plain ole junk. There was glassware everywhere you turned. Tables and tables of it. I was not particularly looking for glassware so it didn't mean much to me. The other thing we saw plenty of was what Keith called "love" books. He was looking for good hardback books and he mostly found romance novels. He did find some good ones that he wanted so he was happy.

I was looking for some vintage items. I really wanted some "shabby chic" looking things and was happy to find several really neat things. Treasures were everywhere.

Keith and I stayed Thursday night in Cookeville and planned to stay Friday night but "plans" changed when we had our wreck. We did get to yardsale all day Thursday, Friday and then believe it or not we went back on Sunday. Let me explain...

This weekend was as much about spending time with Keith as it was about finding treasures. I wanted to spend time alone with my son. I wanted to get to know him again without any sisters or anyone else around. I have to tell you that it was wonderful to be with just him. We had a blast. We laughed, talked, laughed and talked more. The reason we went back on Sunday, even after wrecking and being exhausted, was that we were not finished with our time together. We had planned on three days together and we wanted to do just that. Since we lost Saturday, we finished up on Sunday. I am so glad we did. We had great conversations all day long. Let me say again...it was wonderful.

So, despite the fact that we were in an accident...stood in the middle of HWY 127 yardsale traffic for two hours...had to unload every item that I had bought into a parking lot...watched my van be towed away...wait for my brother-in-law to come from Cookeville to Crossville...IT WAS A FANTASTIC WEEKEND!! We did both!!
Stuff everywhere.
Can you even imagine?