You'll never get rich from a yard sale
Some things, like death and taxes, are a sure thing. Like the fact that you'll never get rich from a yard sale, but it will sure feel good to get rid of a lot of junk!
The yard sale had a lot of steam on Friday, which ended up being a beastly hot and humid day after early threats of thunderstorms that thankfully moved away from us. Cameron made out the best having sold his X-Box game system right off the bat, plus a ton of computer games and books. Annalisse did pretty will also and was able to get rid of a lot of stuffed toys and books, and we achieved our goal: making enough $$ to go out for dinner...just barely.
I always start off with such high hopes that I'll make more cash than I do at our sales, then I remember it's a little hard to really make any money when everything is marked for 25-50 cents, or at the (high) bargain price of $1. Still, it was enough to go to the Turkish Festival on Friday night and buy four dinners. Mark's friend Scott did a brisk business with his mini tackle shop, and there were some very happy fishermen from Faiport and beyond after leaving our house.
Saturday was a washout by 10:30am as the sky started a slow drizzle that continued all day. We packed up by noon, cooked some burgers on the grill, then took a nap. As usual, the weekend has passed too quickly and I still have not weeded or scraped/painted the fence. Maybe next weekend..!
The yard sale had a lot of steam on Friday, which ended up being a beastly hot and humid day after early threats of thunderstorms that thankfully moved away from us. Cameron made out the best having sold his X-Box game system right off the bat, plus a ton of computer games and books. Annalisse did pretty will also and was able to get rid of a lot of stuffed toys and books, and we achieved our goal: making enough $$ to go out for dinner...just barely.
I always start off with such high hopes that I'll make more cash than I do at our sales, then I remember it's a little hard to really make any money when everything is marked for 25-50 cents, or at the (high) bargain price of $1. Still, it was enough to go to the Turkish Festival on Friday night and buy four dinners. Mark's friend Scott did a brisk business with his mini tackle shop, and there were some very happy fishermen from Faiport and beyond after leaving our house.
Saturday was a washout by 10:30am as the sky started a slow drizzle that continued all day. We packed up by noon, cooked some burgers on the grill, then took a nap. As usual, the weekend has passed too quickly and I still have not weeded or scraped/painted the fence. Maybe next weekend..!
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