I'll Bring the Birdie

Oh foiled plans. How does the universe know exactly how to ruin-- actually, more like distract me from--my plans?

The fam had tentatively scheduled a yard sale on May 27, the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. I'm not sure why the mom picked that one--I would assume they had better things to do. Turns out I do.


I thought Mary-Anne's Memorial Day(ish) cookout would be Sunday or... Memorial Day but I was horribly wrong. This evening's email proved otherwise. 2pmish on Saturday, May 27th... I'll be at Mary-Anne's house, kids and NOT so much standing in front of my house trying to get money for the crap I no longer want.


I have to go. I'm responsible for the badminton set.