Tuesday, June 15, 2010

out with the old, in with the new *

There's something so funny about dragging stuff out into your yard, marking it with arbitrary prices and sitting around while strangers come pick through it. Don't get me wrong, I've been known to peruse a garage sale or two or two hundered, but when it's your stuff sprawled out on tables it feels a bit odd. I found myself discovering new love for long forgotten objects whenever some other junk junky showed the slightest interest. Then there was that moment when a gal stopped by at the end of the day to put things from my garage sale into her mouth and I initiated a spur of the moment "everything that you put in your mouth is free" sale.
Over all (minus the knick knack licker) I had a happy and productive weekend. I can see the floor of my garage and walk into my walk in closet. Best thing about the garage sale is that with the dispersion of my unwanted crap went my guilt for having so much unwanted crap. Now I'm free to shamelessly scavenge other people's garage sales (see pics).


  1. I laughed and laughed. I love your writing and i love you!

  2. damn, i missed your garage sale? i love inheriting your unwanted crap. the garage sale of a girl who's picked through 200 garage sales just has to be the best of the best.

    p.s. i'm excited for our firefly expedition tomorrow! yes!