US 12 has a garage sale from Detroit to New Buffalo, about 200 miles long. Was trying to get to Menards and ran into this insanity. People are renting out their yards, church parking lots are full of stuff people don't want anymore, cars are lined up on both sides of the road and pedestrians assume the right of way while carrying Great Aunt Edna's hutch down the road to the half filled pickup trucks and trailers. Traffic was stopped and the scent of burned hotdogs filled the air. Quite the circus. This continues for a ways down all the side streets with yard sales and garage sales tapering off as you get further away from the highway. I managed to finally get out of the madness, made it to Menards and headed home without entering into the fracas again. I stopped at my sister's to drop off some lawn tools I sharpened for her in time to meet her, her daughter, grand daughter, and great grand daughter as they unloaded stuff and prepared to venture forth once again. They will sort this material amongst themselves to store for the winter until having their own large yard sale in the spring in preparation for the exchange of unwanted material next year.
I don't get it. Get out of my way I need to buy more tools.
