It’s been very warm here in the south this winter, but temperatures were predicted to plummet into the low 20s on Saturday morning, so I decided to stay in bed, and nurse this cold that’s held me in its grip for several days.
But, alas, it was not to be. Ella, my wife, decided she wanted to go to a storage auction in a nearby town because one of the units was advertised as having a DVD collection inside. I’ve never mentioned it before, but Ella lives by the rule of “she who dies with the most DVDs wins.” So, begrudgingly, I climbed out of bed, dressed warmly, and braved the wind chill.
Like at most storage auctions these days, thanks to the TV shows, there were quite a few people there. Twelve units were advertised, but that had been whittled down to eight, according to the note on the storage company’s door. Thankfully, the DVD unit was still on the list.
Trying to stifle my sniffles, I watched as unit after unit of what charitably could be called trash sold for what most of the seasoned buyers there though was too much. The DVD unit was last on the list, and I just followed the wife from unit to unit, biding my time, sneezing occasionally, and wishing the warm weather had held off for a day or two more.
Finally, the next to last unit was up for bid, with the DVD unit being next. After the unit sold, the woman thanked everyone for coming. WHAT?
Apparently, the owner of the DVD unit paid just before the auction started.
Ella was bummed; I was just glad it was over. I just grabbed her arm and pulled her toward what soon would be the warm car.
Since we were out, we decided to stop at a couple of yard sales that were on the way home. Thankfully, I happened across a seven DVD set of Bible story DVDs, worth in the high $40s, which was being sold by a little old lady. I asked her how much for the set, and she thought about it a minute, and asked would $1 be too much.
Have I ever mentioned that I like sales run by little old ladies?
Naturally, I paid the dollar.
Ella even found a couple of DVDs for $.50 each, which helped her get over her storage auction fiasco.
So, thankfully, the morning wasn’t a total loss for either of us.