Although yard sales are fun and a great way to get rid of "stuff"......I am more of a talker when it comes to participating. This has been the weekend of yard sales in my neighborhood. It is a yearly neighborhood "tradition" to hold a yard sale, and this year I was determined to participate. My downstairs storage had reached its maximum capacity of "stuff." I was rearing to go the entire week, talking the talk to different friends and people I would see around town. I was motivated an excited for the sale. The night before the sale I had a church activity and got home late. Mike was dead tired to the world, and was on call the next morning at 4 am. So needless to say I went to bed Thursday in high hopes for an early Friday morning rise to get ready for the big "sale".
Friday morning came, and it was a sight to behold. I woke up late because my kids slept in. I looked out the window to see I was definitely late on the draw. There were dozens of cars at 9:00 am doing drive by's and my good friend and neighbor informed me people had been out since 6:30 am. There are hard core yard sale customers in the countryside of Pennsylvania.
My first item of business was to set up my items for the sale. I went downstairs only to realize a few of the furniture items I wanted to sale were a bit too heavy for just me to carry. I was hoping Mike would help me the night before, but again.....my fault that didn't happen. I organized the troops of three (Sammy being too little) and commanded some help with bringing up the items. It was truly a sight to behold I wish I had on video. Alyssa and Mikey were at the bottom of our steep stairs pushing 5 drawer dressers, while I was yelling on the other end to push harder. I am afraid child labor would have been called had their been witnesses.:)
We finally got our goods outside when I decided I had enough and loaded the troops up for the YMCA gym. I was in need of a work out to relieve stress already of the morning. I got home an hour later with news that about fifty people had been browsing and curious as to where the seller disappeared. Oh well....I thought...there is still time. I quickly jumped in the shower. Two minutes after I was in the shower Mikey yelled I had my first customer. I jumped out quickly, grabbed my nearest sweats, and headed out the door . A lady wanted one of the rugs I was selling for $15.00. She asked if I would negotiate and I replied "sure, what do you want?" Bad idea I learned. She then replied $3.00. I was a bit stunned by her cheapness, but with my state and condition I relinquished to $5.00. I then went inside put my money in my wallet and went to finish getting ready when I noticed streams of mascara running down my face. I was a sight to behold. I must have scared her shamelessly:)
Shortly after getting ready I headed out for real business. It was noon by this point and people were pretty much yard saled out for the day. I sat on my Adirondack for about 5 minutes tops and with a bit of ADD headed over to Becky's two doors down to check out her goods. She has become a great friend, and we have lots to do with each other because our kids are playing constantly. She had a couple of toys that Cath was obsessed with.....so I took my $5.00 I earned and spent it quickly and willingly. Becky was laughing at my big talk and little actions with the yard sale. She had banked $100.00 at this point I was down to zero.
Oh goodness I am a yard sale slacker. My neighbor wanted a decorative plant holder item. She always brings us goodies and presents.....and how in the world was I going to have the heart to make HER pay. So I just said take it......take it all Peg. I asked if there was anything else she wanted and I offered it to her for free. I am a horrible business person.
Needless to say, in total I probably lost money from my yard sale this weekend. I haven't broke the news to Mike yet. I think he will be a bit disappointed. I at least promised him a date night out of the money I thought I would earn. But the bright side is it kept me occupied, I had a few laughs, and I cleaned out a few items from my basement.