My mom is having a yard sale this week. I drove down yesterday to help her...ahem, should I say sacrificed precious gasoline to help her! And after trying to get her to focus on one area of the house, she finally asks me to clean out the linen closet. Okay. I can do that. Forget that you can hardly walk through the other rooms in the house, I'll pull every old, unsellable sheet out of the closet and tag it.
My approach to overwhelming situations is just to pitch things. I would have taken those contractor bags and filled them for Goodwill. Adding a difficult step (organizing a sale) to dicey operation is simply one more reason to quit.
And that's just what I did. She shooed us out the door after an hour, despite my protests. My mom is a hard worker, and she's at her best in the pre-dawn hours. I hope she can make this yard sale happen. It might make her a lot of money.
Because that's just what she needs...money to buy more stuff.