1. People watching at garage sales is facinating! More on this later.
2. When you say a sale starts on a specific day and people come while you are setting up the night before ... After being in a car for 11 hours is ....... Annoying.
3. They are just plain exhausting.
4. There are "professional garage salers". They come back multiple times and know who to go to in order to get a deal. There is always one "week link" in the group! Haha ... Guess whose ours was? I will never tell.
5. I'm amazed at what people will buy.
A couple of stories:
We had a TON of quilting and sewing stuff. Bin and bins full. It only takes the right person. A lady who is part of a quilting group came by and bought a LOT of stuff and was so excited, including my moms sewing table, desk, etc. that we haven't even brought out of the house yet. Another lady came who sews came by and bought a bunch of sewing bins .. And bins ... And, you get the point of how much my mom had! But they were both sooo excited to get it all and we are happy that someone else can use it, and loved what my mom did. I'm sure she is thrilled.
Francis and Francis .... Are two ladies I met early on day one. Mother and daughter, and yes, they are both names Francis. They came back four times over the weekend! Hilarious! Well they became my friends. Come to find out, the mom use to live one street over from where I grew up. I'm sure they love each other, but they sure picked at each other a lot! Big Francis told me numerous times that she is a spiritual woman and how good God has been to her. However, she doesn't mess with people who do bad things, has never fallen in 85 years, gives her granddaughters whatever they ask for, and told me what a great mom I would be! All this while Little Francis would roll her eyes behind her mom! And tease her mercilessly. They also bought a few things on each visit.
Last one ... a lady told my brother her story. She almost lost her house and in the process sold all of her things in it. She ended up not losing it, but now has to re-fill it, so was going to a bunch of garage sales. Once the story had circulated our family, discounts began. Mom would have loved that.
We were able to donate what didn't sell, and after a few dumpster runs, everything is gone but what dad needs till the house sells. I kept thinking how hard it must have been for him to watch this happen, but he did great, and my brother and fam and I did our best to love on him in the process.
NO, the dog is not for sale!
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