What in the chupacabre is going on?

I was awakened earlier than normal this morning.

I woke to the sound of mariachi.

No, I am not in El Paso....

or Jaurez.

I am not passed out surrounded by empty shot glasses.

My agoraphobic neighbor, who I have not seen since my return, is having a garage sale.

This should be entertaining.

You see she is agoraphobic for months at a time, and then BOOM, she over socializes for about a week.

It should be entertaining.