Five Bucks? I'll Take It!

Something super exciting happened this weekend at the Speakeasy...

We had... A yard sale.



Yep, a good old "Set all your junk on the lawn and hope someone finds a treasure" yard sale. As far as I can recollect, I have never, in my life, had a yard sale. If there was one during my childhood, it appears to have been blacklisted from my memory. I am very thankful for this fact.

Now, I totally understand that some people have found million dollar paintings, rare coins and other "diamonds in the rough" at yard sales and swap meets, but to me it just seems tedious and like WAY too much work, rummaging through other people's junk. Now that we live at the discoball shack, I have opened up to the idea of antique faires, but that's pretty much the extent of my desire to bargain shop.

But, after our sales adventure this weekend, I have a whole new appreciation for the yard sale.

Not only did we meet almost all of our neighbors (some of whom even tried to butter us up by BUYING something), we actually sold a lot of our junk. We also ended the weekend with a nice wad of cash (yeah, grocery money!) Of course, after clearing out the contents of the garage for the sale, it now seems as though we have more stuff than we started with (explain that one to me!)

But here's the thing I realized that really made the weekend interesting: People will buy anything. I mean it. ANYTHING.

Not working weed whacker? Five bucks? I'll take it!

Golden jeweled statue of a Thai goddess that hurts my eyes to look at? Five bucks? I'll take it!

Ugly ass purse that was a gift with my makeup at Macys? A dollar? I'll take it!

Used (old) vacuum that's really old and used? Ten bucks? I'll take it!

I was shocked. There really is a person for every weird and useless item! And they will PAY to take it off your hands! Who would have thought such a thing?! I had a real junk-purge epiphany. I usually just throw everything away (except what's recyclable, of course). Now I realize that I can just put it on a table outside, throw up a "Yard Sale" sign and people will PAY ME to take it off my hands. Woah.

Oh, and the added double-whammy bonus? It's pretty good entertainment while sitting out front, getting tan and drinking light beer.

Looks like I'll never be broke, or thirsty, again!

Here here!!

:)