Jeff and I have a joke that I married him because he was funny. Actually, there is a lot of truth to that.
Earlier this week I worked until 3:45 a.m. trying to get MailChimp to forward my blog posts (and it still isn't the way I want it), and the next night I was painting with my son Joseph until almost 2 a.m. Thus, I was really tired by Friday morning and asked Jeff to be in charge of the garage sale. This is what happened.
