Got up early this morning to hit two yard sales and two estate sales. Stopped at the ATM first to get LOTS of cash. Turns out I didn’t need LOTS of cash.
My first stop was a yard sale advertised as a “Crazy Big Sale” with lots of treasure. Well, can I say, it wasn’t that big and there was precious little treasure (at least for me)…four walkers, lots of cassette tapes, damaged lamps, stained women’s clothes…you get the picture. I left without buying a thing! And worst was the little argument that ensued between two of the people running the yard sale. I was happy to skedaddle.
Next I stopped at an estate sale in a posh town with lots of posh stuff listed in the ad. Honestly though it wasn’t an estate sale, just another yard sale. I got there 40 minutes after it started and apparently all the good stuff was gone because there were no books, jewelry, Hermes pieces, vintage photos. None of the stuff listed. I ran into my friend Diane and we both shook our heads sadly, “Not much here” we agreed. In the end I bought a bag of rock specimens for $2 that included rose quartz, fools gold and a small geode.
A bit later I went to another yard sale billed as a “Moving and Downsizing Sale.” It was being held in a parking lot and the older couple wasn’t set up at 9:00 (their advertised opening time). A small group of us waited as they unpacked. Turns out they had lots and lots of pre-owned women’s shoes. Not my thing, but I did buy this barely worn pair of Zita Marie Italian red leather boots (size 39). Someone will appreciate the quality in these. I also bought 3 pairs of nice leather gloves and a sweet old photo in nice wood frame. For $7 total I was a happy camper.
Next I drove to an estate sale now in its second day hoping to get some deals. Alas the goods were definitely well picked over. Here’s a sample of a things I bought…vintage sheet music, pocket-sized St. Andrew missals (circa 1947, Bruges, Belgium), a vintage cast iron garden faucet with a Nelson Rainboy brass nozzle, a fun ’67 exercise book (“How to Stay Slender and Fit Over Thirty”) and an English Hoveringham Tipper matchbox truck.
I was happy with my bits until I got home and noticed that the Hoveringham matchbox toy was in terrible condition (how had I not noticed??). It is missing most of its wheels, the tail gate is gone and one of the hydraulic lifts is busted, to say nothing of the paint loss. I don’t know what planet I was on when I put this in my bag. (Well, it’s one for the Goodwill bag or maybe the garbage can.)
Was hoping to find some kick-butt scores today, but it just didn’t happen. After tooling around for hours, I called it quits and went back home.
Some days it’s like that. But I did get a few “bread and butter” items that I know will sell and had fun, so it’s all good. 🙂
How about you? Any fabulous scores??