Just swatting flies

Here it is Thursday morning and I am sitting in the garage swatting flies and selling all my worldly treasures. 
 This is the first day of the sale and people are fogging in to get an early start on all the good stuff. We always have the same thing happen every time we have had a garage sale. The early bird gets the worm. We had a lot of worms this time due to the fact that we are getting rid of all we can't carry with us. There will be very little stuffed into the attic of the lake dwelling this time. 
Before we stored everything that we did not need in the Motorhome. This time only the things that we are leaving for the kids will be kept. 
There are totes with individual names printed on the outside. In these totes are the things we have chosen to leave them after our demise. Now whether they will want to keep it is up to them. We wont care if they sell it or chunk it in the nearest trash bin. 
I don't plan on haunting any one of them if they don't want what we leave them. I think they can make those decisions and they wont have us around to influence them...

Somewhere in Time