Oh, man...

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Well, tomorrow is not going to be a relaxing Saturday. I had one lady call from Mom's doll club. She had taken some old bottles to another doll club member (said old milk bottles had been on the top of our buffet for years), and both ladies talked to be about the bottles. The lady that was actually interested in the bottles said she would pay five dollars a bottle for the ones she was interested in, and at first I was going to haggle, but then I said the heck with it. One or both of them are supposed to be coming tomorrow to pay me. No sooner did I get off the phone with her than a neighbor down the street (the one three doors down to the west of me that had helped me with the garage sale) said she was free to take me to a coin shop she knew of to get Mom's gold jewelry appraised and possibly sold (yes, I said coin shop, 'cause that's what she said. Sounds odd, I know, but...?) In the meantime, I'm still waiting to hear when the refrigerator is supposed to be delivered. It's supposedly tomorrow, but I was told I would be called with a time/hour window, and I haven't yet. So-o-o-o-o.....tomorrow should be interesting.