10 Miles to Shop
Last weekend I stopped at Maggie Tremont's house for her garage sale. Her three day garage sale!
She said it was the first one she ever held. She lovingly displayed all of the toys and clothes Amanda has outgrown, along with household items she no longer needs or wants.
She was eagerly anticipating the crowds and the early birds she heard so much about!
Ready in rain or shine...
According to Maggie, day one was a big hit-with one early bird. The woman bought a box of toddler blocks, a whole box gone!
Next a couple came and bought all the dolls and doll clothes. They told Maggie they buy dolls at garage sales, and then donate them to a children's charity organization. Wonderful.
But, Then Betty Oaks pulled in to the driveway in her bright green car. Everyone in town knows about Betty and Roy. Roy being her pet parrot. She bought him on Amazon a few months back when winter boredom set in. Now she spends her time in search of hard plastic toys for Roy to chew on, because he gnaws them to nothing in seconds flat.
So far no big money being made. In fact when people come with rolls of quarters, and balk when the price is 4 dollars, well-that is not 'big money' happening.
Paul Carver rode up on his bicycle. looking for records-albums that is. Maggie told him she only had a few, and he said she probably wouldn't have had any he liked anyway. Rude? Maggie challenged him on the impossibility of riding a bike and carrying said records anyway.
Day two. Maggie was not looking forward to it.
Day three. Dread. Should not have had a day three.
All in all it's more fun to go to garage sales than to run one.