I live on a highly trafficked street but not one that is a "destination" to many of the people I know. Add to that, the fact that Facebook is a playground for the absurd and the petty and I guess I should have known what everyone was going to say....
It started Friday morning when I posted an ad in a local Swap N Shop page on Facebook. I've been selling off a few of my daughter's gently used, brand name clothes but there has been an engagement ring rattling around in my jewelry box for almost 20 years now and I decided that I would try to sell it too. Not because we are hurting for money but because I will never wear it again and I can put the money towards something else like
|*If anyone is in the market for ring, I'm asking $75. It's a good deal and a good diamond.|
I probably have the paperwork for it somewhere....
Here's where the irony comes into play. My dad had some of my mom's miscellaneous stuff in a trailer that was supposed to go to my house for storage and he decided that Friday afternoon would be a perfect time to transfer the stuff to my house.
So that everyone understands the timeline here--
- Sometime Friday morning I post an ad offering an engagement ring for sale.
- Later that afternoon a truck and trailer arrives in front of my house....
See where we're going here folks?
Just to clear everything up
- The Hubby and I aren't getting a divorce.
- We are not destitute.
- We're not losing our house.
- Everything is fine.
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that everyone thought what they thought when I posted the ring, but I was surprised how many people saw the trailer parked outside my house. Especially considering the road construction going on on my cross street.
Ah... the joys of living in Podunk.
*Seriously, if anyone wants to buy a ring let me know. I really want to buy