This last weekend my daughter and I had a garage sale at our home in the Pacific Northwest – where it is GORGEOUS and totally unpredictable, as far as the weather forecast goes. Not that we were going to let that stop us – Oh NO – we were going to have our sale no matter what! But the week leading into the sale I was starting to have serious second thoughts. Although the weather for the ‘sale’ weekend was going to be low 80’s and nice – the week leading up to it was not just a little warm – it was record-breaking HOT! There were a few days in a row that I simply couldn’t price or pull things for the sale any more – I would use up all my energy in the morning and then when it was really HOT I would be reduced to a mere shell of my former self. I would get REALLY GRUMPY and say, “Why did I agree to do this again???” Good grief.
Just a side-note, I have been trying to get rid of this ‘junk’ for years now – and would say to Greg every year that our community was having a yard sale – “you know…. we could have one too and clean out all that junk” and every year it was the same answer, “I hate garage sales”. And so he still does. It was only when our delightful daughter said to me, “I’ll have one with you” that we finally wore Greg down. My confession: I have wanted to clean out that garage for years – and finally I would have it cleaned out! Yay me!!!! Shhhhh! Don’t tell Greg.
The day finally came and we ‘unrolled’ our swollen garage with everything known to man – and all the things we had discarded over the seven years we have lived in this house. The day was BEAUTIFUL and we had people swarming all over the place – even before we were completely set up. Several very humorous things happened that day including some skinny guy wanting to buy my son-in-law’s rather LARGE shorts – and trying them on right there over his clothes – and then buying a pair of MY capris for himself to wear – it was extremely amusing and I didn’t have the heart to tell him that those were women’s pants – would you? He seemed so thrilled to find them. Hey – guys can wear capris too – just ask our friend Chuck!
Anyway – and so it went the whole day – the hotter and later in the day – the more humorous everything was. I was especially amused at how people will ‘dicker’ over .50 cents – like it’s the principle of the thing at stake! So funny. I think the highlight for Ashlee was having someone pay her $5.00 in pennies, nickels and dimes for a brand new sushi set she was selling. Good times.
Well as luck would have it – Greg had a wedding and had to leave before our first day was over – and Drew had a golf game – so Ashlee and I, hot and tired had to think of a way to carry/push/drag everything that we could fit back into the garage. It was HILARIOUS – because we were trying to close up and they were still coming!! Ashlee had to leave – and then I had to cover up the remaining items with a big tarp and just wait for Greg to come and help me arrange the garage so we could better fit the 3 large tables left in our driveway – back into the garage. He came 3 hours later. My Confession: I really hate it when the men all LEAVE the cleanup and heavy lifting to us!! Why do they always seem to go away just when you really need them? Oh I got over it – it was just exhausting by myself.
Needless to say – even though I sat in the shade and took money all day – and my lovely daughter ‘sunned’ herself beside me – guess who burned?? Me!! I guess I was in the sun more than I thought. And I seem to be the only one with bug bites ALL OVER my body. It’s embarrassing to sit and scratch – but really – what can I do? The bugs seem to LOVE me. I can’t do anything about it – new ones show up on me everyday. I look around me – no one else seems to be affected – WHAT’S THE DEAL? I thought – maybe the sunscreen would help to keep them away from me – so the next day – even though it was a little cooler and overcast – I decided from the get go that I would smear myself up with sunscreen. My Confession: It DIDN’T help. Day two was not nearly as busy – people sleep in on Sunday and come later – so we had time to straighten and arrange this time – it was nice. By the end of the day – we had people come and take a bunch of our stuff for free – we still had to box up the left overs and put tables away. But we made a ‘decent’ profit – I guess. What is ‘decent’ anyway? My Confession: It was way more trouble than it was worth – and unless you sell big-ticket items and the right people come by and buy them – you’re better off selling things on Craigslist and eBay. But it was an experience. And fun to see and meet many different people – and our neighbors that live down the street that we don’t usually see. And a former neighbor that we reconnected with. Good times. For this reason – everyone should have a garage sale – at least once in their lives – do it for the sheer joy of it. Like me ☺