WHEW! I've worked all afternoon in the basement, sorting out stuff for the garage sale. It's mostly household items and toys that I don't think our college-age son will miss. Of course, it all had to be washed and some of the toys are receiving the "peanut butter treatment" to remove the stickers that Rob liked to take out of junk mail and slap on his belongings. He'd be so embarrassed if he knew I'd told you all that!
Among the household items are several wedding presents (almost 25 years ago), including a pressure cooker still in its original box. I never even unpacked it, because it scared me. Guess they're back in fashion now, so someone will be happy to find it next weekend, I hope. Also, an electric wok, 2 ice buckets, 6 Irish coffee glasses, and a couple sets of placemats.
I also found the sign that one of my staff members, a calligrapher, made to put on the counter in the library to announce Rob's birth 20 years ago. That's not being pitched, nor is the button that says, "YES, M!CH!GAN"