Sunday, June 12, 2011

Nana Goes to Yard Sales

We had a lovely early summer day today.  Perfect weather for a yard sale.  Late morning I left the home compound to see what I could find.  The spouse decided not to go with me because it was so late.  "It's 10:00.  All the good stuff is gone" he told me.  He fancies himself  a yard sale expert.  "Most of the sales started on Friday," he says.  "You need to get the Nickel Ads on Thursday and circle the ads and make a list.  You need to go early on Friday to get the good stuff."  Probably good advice, but it sounds like way too much pre-planning for me.

Today I didn't buy a thing, but  it's not like I really needed anything to start with.  I wasn't looking for anything in particular.  I operate from the "I'll know it when I see it" school of yard sale shoppers.  It was fun to be out searching for treasure.  It's the hunt that I enjoy, even when I come home empty handed.  The reality is that I don't need any more things...well, unless they are really cool things.

I wish I had thought to take my camera with me.  There was some unbelievable merchandise for sale.  I find it hard to believe that people think they can sell some of this stuff...and just as unbelievable is that I see shoppers walking away with armloads of crap they have bought.

One sale I went to was in the front yard of a house enclosed by a chain link fence.  Clothing was hung all along the fence.  I parked my car on the street and walked up to the entrance where I noticed special items of clothing hung on the gate.  Arriving shoppers were greeted by a half a dozen gigantic Triple D braziers in neon colors swinging on the gate.  Who buys bras at a yard sale?  Who buys used underwear?  Who hangs their enormous bras on their front fence? 

Last week at an estate sale I bought three duck decoys for $1.00 each.  The spouse says he can never have too many duck or goose decoys and for only a dollar, I'll indulge him.  Today there were no tools or fishing gear to tempt me.

I didn't find anything that even momentarily whispered out to me to buy it.  There were lots of plastic containers, many without their lids, used bedding, and old pots and pans with the Teflon almost gone.  I can usually find at least a few books to buy, but today the reading material was limited to Harlequin romances.  Do you really think all the good stuff had already been sold?

Next week I'll map out the sales on Thursday and get an early start Friday morning.  I'll remember to take my camera.  If I'm lucky I can snap some pictures to entertain you...that would be almost as good as finding a treasure.


  1. I think I would be entertained by pictures of junk, so that would be a treasure in itself! I know what you mean about some of the stuff that people think they can get rid of by selling it.

    But the amazing thing to me is that there are hoarders out there buying it!

  2. Oh, it's AGES since I last went to a car-boot sale (that's our equivalent of your yard sales, I think. A piece of field is rented out for around £5 per car, which arrives with a boot load of "junk", and a trestle table to display it on - dozens of cars usually turn up to sell virtually everying and anything.) It's amazing how much rubbish people will buy - BUT - once in a while you can find some real treasures hidden beneath all the tat! I LOVE car-boot sales..

    Darn, I see Google still hates me, and wants to keep me anon (yoo-hoo, it's me, Shrinky)!

  3. I used to go to garage sales when I had kids, for the used clothing and toys. But I'm not a collector. And my husband brings home enough stuff for both of us!

  4. We're having our first ever yard sale next weekend. No bras but we'll be selling as much crap as we don't want to take with us in a moving truck as possible! Love going to them so hopefully having one will be just as fun...hmmm...

  5. A picture of the bras on the fence would have been something to see! It never occurred to me to take my camera when I'm out exploring -but I sure will now. :-)

  6. This must be where my pessimistic streak kicks in, 'cause I never imagine I'll find anything I want at yard or estate sales. On the other hand, I usually imagine I'll find something I want at TJMaxx, which is only a different experience as to degree rather than actual nature.

    I have finally learned to window shop. Pre-retirement, in my twenties and thirties and forties, I hated to shop for anything at all, food included. Then, in my flush fifties, I didn't go out so much to shop as to BUY. Now, in retirement's reduced circumstances, occasionally I actually just look and feel entirely fulfilled by that. At last, a new skill!


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