No matter how much time you spend preparing, it’s utter chaos once you open your doors to garage sale hounds.
Despite living in the middle of nowhere, we were mobbed. Some people returned several times a day and even the following weekend.
It was just as well, even though we moved the overflow outside, there was still stuff in the back that we didn’t bring out until we had more room.
The photos can't do it justice. By the time I had a chance to take a few pics, half the stuff was already gone and disheveled once again.
There were two comments people kept making throughout the sale.
- Our prices were incredibly low.
- We had the most unique assortment of things they’d ever seen.
What can I say? We’re
eccentric eclectic collectors.
Eventually, we did have a few book buyers, but most of them went for nonfiction. (Is that a hint for me?) The other popular subject was military historical novels. That’s what Greg reads. Only one person picked up a romance novel.
What went first?
Almost all of Greg’s stuff. Chain saws. Mowers. His mountain bike. All our camping gear. The other big sellers were housewares, gadgets, small appliances, and plastic storage containers.
Some of you might remember when I did a post about changing out most of my plastic containers for glass.
I finally got my chance to get rid of the excess. I sold stuff by the box load: Christmas, overused canning jars, and plastic. Then I marked the whole box for a dollar. Those things literally ran out the door.
Décor moved the slowest which surprised me because everything was pristine. The kitschy pieces went first and then the more traditional stuff.
We had a few pieces of antique furniture that sold to the same person. We still have two sideboards and two dining tables in the house I need to sell, but I’ll put them up on Craigslist.
What didn’t sell? Two glass and iron end tables. I thought they’d be great indoors or out, but no one wanted them.
…and just as I’m writing this, I got a text from a lady who took our number. She wants them. Huzzah!
|Nobody wants me!|
Good question, Mike. Good question.
|Loved this. Wish I had a spot for it.|
Anyway, it all went well, though that hard-earned money might have to be donated to the vet today. Iko hasn’t been feeling well. We've had some severe storms lately, and he chews when he’s nervous.
This time he chewed up his dog bed and ate a lot of the stuffing. I’ve been treating him at home, but I’m considering taking him to the vet just to make sure he’s okay. Impaction can kill a dog, and I like my Iko alive.
Have you ever had a garage sale? What was your experience like?
By the way, I wrote an ebook on garage sales if you're interested in getting an insider's secrets. It covers both shopping a sale and holding one. It's called Garage Sale Bible.