Not long ago, a Realtor dropped off the flier announcing plans for the annual neighborhood garage sale. “Join us to make this the biggest sale ever!” the flyer read.

Since making our move to Colorado, we have never participated in this annual ritual. This year would be no exception. I’ve learned the hard way that for a compulsive shopper it doesn’t matter much if it’s new or “gently used.” And the last things I need are my neighbors’ cast-offs clamoring for space in our home.


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