look what time it is. le sigh.
i procrastinated a little too long and now my genius idea to consign vegas' old clothes has a deadline. tomorrow, well, i guess today is technically "tomorrow". i've known about this for seriously a month, but now my poor dining room table looks like a craft store nightmare.
i cannot help but get a little misty eyed packing up her newborn stuff.
do any of you consign? i have some pretty stellar sales where i live. i mean, i got homegirl a Dior onesie for $1 last fall.
life is good on the cheap side.
Twelve Days of Boots: Day 9 by The Pioneer Woman
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