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I spent six hours today setting up the silent auction. SIX HOURS. It usually takes me ONE. The problem is Ray cleaned up the jewelery room, which is good because it means there is minimal risk of death by avalanche in there, but is not good because it also means I don't know where anything is and what I did find was pretty feast-or-famine. Feast: Portfolio of eight large Grandma Moses prints, amazing book of photos from a 1930s luxury cruise ship, fancy little lipstick holding music box doodad (it's shaped like a cylindrical pink lamp thing, you press a button and it plays Lara's Theme as the panels along the side flip open to display your collection of lipsticks and then you gotta decide quick because it closes again, I don't even know), some intriguing little green art deco looking figurine thing. Famine: freaking Precious Moments figurines and some stupid paperweight. I mean what is that.

I mean, there is other stuff too, those are just the highlights. And unhighlights.