Saturday was finally Garage Sale Day and suffice to say - we sold alot of shit and are now one step closer to Operation One Truck. We rose early to get everything set up and had our first punters arrive at the ripe hour of 7.30am...despite the ad stating 8.30am start, who reads ads these days anyway. We packed up around 5pm having sold all of our furniture required to be sold, and several other bits and pieces. Our pockets were a little heavier and our house significantly emptier. Tick and tick. We finally sat down around 7.30pm and exchanged a tired celebratory salute with a half-hearted chink of beer bottles before gorging ourselves on pizza (something we regretted 30 minutes later).
The thought of spending all day at a festival the next day almost bought a tear to our eyes as we climbed into bed, bellies aching with expansion from too much pizza. But what a welcome bit of fun and nostalgia it was to be dancing away in the sunshine to some awesome music at Big Day Out.
Big Day Out is a bit of an institution for us. It's a festival we've both gone to for several years, both before we met and since. So hearing that this year would be the last Perth Big Day out gave us that extra bit of fire we needed (especially after a massive garage sale) to get there this year. And despite every bone in my body aching like a mofo - I'm so glad we went!
After what has been a full on few months of working hard and saving even harder, there was not a more important moment than Sunday for us to have a bit of fun with 19,000 of our closest friends ofcourse.
The
Hives were an unexpected highlight for me. Such great entertainers.
Getting the entire audience to sit down so lead singer Pelle Almqvist could jump on a fan's shoulders - awesome!
Appreciating life's little pearls this week.
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