Is it wrong...

to get an adrenaline rush from the preparations of a yard sale? 'Cause if it is then I'm a freak. :P I have worked my buns off this past week, rooting through my closets, drawers, cabinets, and storage building....and I swear I'm like a prospector that's struck gold everytime I run across something else to slap a sale sticker on. Before this is all over my house may be as nekkid as S6 Spike!

I even played a joke on my husband, who day by day has grown increasingly more concerned that I might even try to rummage him off next. I placed a "make an offer" sticker on one of our dogs, and a "$2 million" sticker on the other. Of course I thought this was hilarious, and once the joke was over I promptly removed the stickers like a good mommy and got back to work. A frenzy of price stickers and magic markers, I was something to behold. Later, I looked down on my shirt and noticed that I had somehow priced myself with a "make an offer" sticker....apparently *nothing* is sacred at this point.

What's worse is I've attacked the planning of this yard sale like a 4 star general preparing for battle. I've lined out special color coded stickers for my items, and for angstchic's items. I've made matching signs to be placed at strategic points, which are indicated with a number system and color-coded map of the area. I only just stopped myself from laminating the darn thing!

I need help, don't I.