Monday, October 13, 2014
The town my sister lives in has a city wide sponsored garage sale. You sign-up and the city hands out flyers and puts up posters around town and takes an ad out in the paper, so you can imagine it's pretty well attended. This year it looked like they had well over 300 households signed up.
I shamelessly take advantage of this yearly event and cart all my crap over to my sister's house. Yes, it's kinda a PITA, but I get to hang out with my sister and it's fun to talk to all the people the come by.
Selling stuff that you'd normally have to PAY someone to haul away is a definite bonus. For instance, old pots and pans. Our old non-stick pans were warped and the lids don't fit anymore. We finally broke down and bought new ones (yay!) and I was going to throw out the old ones, because I honestly didnt think Goodwill would want them. When I was tossing stuff in the truck to take to my sister's I made the last minute decision to bring them too. I put them in a box for $1 a piece. I came home with an empty box, proving if the price is right people will buy anything.
People also crack me up. I wasn't trying to make a mint. I confess my prices where pretty low right from the start. I really didn't want to cart my crap back home again. Anyway, I had two Xena 12 inch dolls for sale for a $1/each. (Yes, I was a HUGE Xena fan back in the day. Don't judge.) These dolls are brand new, still in the box. The boxes are a little worse for wear but still. Anyway, this dude in his 40's comes up to me with the dolls and a beer stein (also priced at $1) and says, "Can I get all 3 for $2?" Seriously? I looked him right in the eye and said, "Come on man, really?" In a are-you-f'ing-kidding-me tone. He says, "Well I am trying to decide if I really need them or not." Me, "I can tell you right now you definitely do not need them." He hand's me $3. *snort*
At the end of the day, we had made a little over $200. Not a huge amount but way more then what I would get giving it all to Goodwill. It's going into the "Hawaii Vacation Fund".
Hawaii is a special place for me. My dad worked for United back in the day and we used to go to Hawaii every spring break. I have lots of fond memories of our family vacations. I am looking forward to taking the boys. I had a rule though, we couldn't go until the boy's learned to swim, because really, what's the point of taking kids to Hawaii if they can't swim? Well, they have been taking lessons for a year now and are getting very good at swimming. Now I just need to lose some more weight so I feel confident when we all hit the beach! :)