Rummaging Vultures

Jason and I seem to have a list of all the things we want to try or do in our lives, like shopping on Black Friday.  This weekend we decided to undertake another one of those events and had a garage sale.  Back in May, we participated in Fargo’s Spring Clean Up Week and went through every room in our house.  Based on how fast our “treasures” disappeared from our boulevard, we should have been prepared for the chaos that would be upon us when we opened our garage door Friday morning.  Perhaps our first mistake was opening it before we were completely ready and before our opening time of 9 am.  It was 8:30 when the door did open and within 30 seconds, there wasn’t even standing room in our two stall garage.  By 9, our scheduled opening time, almost half of our goods were purchased.  Thank goodness our niece Katie was up for helping us Friday morning.  Without her, I know Jason and I would have likely lost our minds.  She was a huge help! 

What blew us away is we had been hearing negativity from many of our acquaintances about how garage sales are a lot of work for nothing.  Even though when we asked to borrow tables from relatives, they had no problems giving us their stuff to sell as well.  By 10 am, we had a couple hundred dollars made.  By 4 pm Friday, our garage, once filled with items stacked on tables as well as below tables, looked pathetically empty, though we didn’t have to wait long for the reinforcements.  After Renee had made over $75 of dumping off her stuff, she and her husband returned with two more boxes.  At least it ensured us merchandise for our second day of the sale.  Otherwise, we would have looked like peddlers.

And yes, I’ll admit, it’s 9 am on a Saturday, and we’ve only made about $5; however, we did get rid of two old car batteries that have been sitting in our garage since we practically moved into our home.  I’d say I am all for garage sales and am very happy with our profits.  Oh, and I even ended up with a job after the whole experience.   A really good paying one at that.   Perhaps this Friday I’ll become a rummaging vulture myself.  I certainly have money to spend.

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