garage sale

today i went to a garage sale that was across the road from my apartment.
the house had a sign - 'sat sun garage sale here' - without any punctuation.
i walked into someone's front yard, and picked things up and asked them how much they were worth to them. And they told me, and some things i decided weren't worth that to me, and so i put them back.
Other things were worth what they said. One was a giant orange and black jumper. i asked the lady how much and she told me and then said 'its a classic, my husband used to wear that' and i bought it and went home, across the street, and tried it on, and wanted to wear it out but didn't because i couldn't help feeling her husband was dead, or had left her for someone else and me wearing her worthless or priceless husband's, worthless or priceless orange and black hoodie, up and down the street was kind of indiscreet.

so i didn't wear it - i wore something else.
they will have more stuff out tommorrow maybe. i might go back.