Every time we have a garage sale, we say, “Never again.” Apparently that phrase does not mean what we think it means.
When we moved to Portland from Tualatin, we went through every item we owned as we packed the moving boxes, determined that no old junk would make the move. Cheap plastic spatulas? No, let’s only take the decent kitchen tools. Particle-board bookshelves and $25 corduroy-and-2×4 sofa from the 70s? No, we’ve moved beyond that college-kid stuff. We felt we’d streamlined to such an extent that the idea of a future sale was ludicrous. So, goodbye, little stickers! Adios, frantically pricing things at the crack of dawn! We’re done with that garage sale nonsense. Never again! Continue reading “how to make money and save time on your next garage sale”
We have been purging household goods like crazy around here. We’ve sold tons of stuff on Craigslist already:
… and we still have stuff listed and ready to list.
It’s been crazy. Hundreds of dollars worth of crazy, mind you, but still crazy. It has taken up weeks and weeks of our summer already, and though it feels like the end is in sight with an upcoming garage sale, we still have so many things left to get rid of. Clothes. Shoes. Records. Posters. Books. CDs. DVDs. Knickknacks. Paddywacks. The list goes on.
What I am truly enjoying is the feeling of space that we have gained. Granted, our house is spacious enough, but all our stuff has always been visible – in your face, so to speak – since this house has so little hidden storage. Now, the number of things is starting to correlate with the amount of room, a state in which we have rarely found ourselves before.
I like it.
Garage sale weekend is at an end. We have started to pack up boxes, input our donations into “It’s Deductible,” and make trips to Goodwill. We have filled the car three times so far, and we are by no means finished.
Total sales for the weekend: about $650. Definitely worth the time and effort, I’d say! We still have the hide-a-bed and the armchairs from the family room to deal with, but we sold all the other furniture – even the bookcases I built (very badly) almost 20 years ago. David spent the whole weekend hoping someone would buy them; thankfully, I sold them at the tail end of the sale today.
The tricky thing about garage sales is that they force you to get rid of your stuff twice: once when you decide to purge it, and a second time when you actually have the sale and either sell it or pack it up to go to Goodwill. It’s funny how excess stuff suddenly looks attractive again after it sits in a box in the garage for a few months.
So this may be our last sale. Although we made good money, when you factor in the hours of time we spent setting everything up, working the sale, and then repacking it, it almost isn’t worth the income-per-hour. It’s quicker and easier to just pack it all of to Goodwill in the first place and take the tax deduction. I know… I’ve said it before. Maybe it’s like childbirth: when enough time passes, you forget about what hard work it is and you are ready to do it again. So ask me in about three years.
- I’m grateful! that Q’s friend Molly wants to be a Girl Scout. She’d be an awesome addition to our troop.
- I’m lighter! by a number of old files at work. I’m on a massive file cleanout project right now, getting things ready for Patti. It’s nice to only have the things that you are currently using. (Words to live by!)