Friday, February 5, 2010

i've got singles in my pocket and i'm not afraid to use them. and that constipated look occurs naturally when i think.

garage sales are my favorite. and recently, i was told that i can be a bit scary when i go garage sale-ing. of course, this may be true, but it pretty much applies to any avid garage sale enthusiast. psh. yes it does.

last weekend, i went to a community garage sale. and at one of those houses, they had a "disney princess enchanted tales deluxe castle". holla! (this thing originally retailed for around $140.) the lady wanted $30. and i looked at her. and smiled. but man. all these numbers and scenarios were running through my head. and then before i could counter offer. she said she'd take $11. fear me and my thinking process! or the eggs i had for breakfast!

so i'm wondering. am i on my way to being "the lady who brings the pain"? um. it's not what it sounds like.

see. there was this lady who walked past me while clutching her heart at the community sale. and if you're wondering whether i stopped to ask her if she was okay. well the answer is - not really.

now don't go thinking i'm cruel. because heart clutching, heavy breathing, bringin' her own pain woman, didn't need my acknowledgment. she had one hand on her heart. the other hand on her bag. and both eyes set on the next participating house back behind me. and i feared her.

the thing is. i don't have twenty-five cent cat figurines running through my veins. but i can't help to think that one day, i just might. but honestly, i won't pay anything over a dime for cat figurines anyway.

10 honks (click here to horn in a comment):

Melissa B. said...

I'm a big garage sale fan myself. In fact, I'm trying to get up the enthusiasm for hosting my own, this spring. But cleaning out the basement? What a lot of work! SITs sent me by, and I'm glad they did...

Pink Sugar Cookies and Snow Angels

Kearsie said...

The last garage sale I attended was when I was four.

Fancy garage sale ignorant.

Shauna said...

this is officially and unofficially my favorite blog post you've ever written.

Insanitykim said...

I want to buy the garvarges. I always go in, asking how much for the garvarge and they get all cullfused and scarED and then start running away from me. So far they are a waste of time; no one has sold me their garvarge yet. I just don't undersTANd...

Amber said...

Honestly, I've purchased one thing from a garage sale. It's usually not my scene. I do like antique shops though. Anyway, I fear ladies like you when I have MY OWN garage sale. I once had some fishing poles on sale for $1 each (ONE DOLLAR) and a lady offered me $50/each. I wasn't in the mood to argue so I gave them to her. Seriously though... they were good poles and I was only asking one measly dollar.

tristan said...

oh yeah...rumblesville...this is right up my alley. you are speaking my language. i'm a thrift shopper. if you have something i want don't leave your cart because i will pass upon thee like the shadow of death and steal that which i must have...or i'll just annoyingly haunt you till you change your mind about thrifting, desert your basket in the used children's shoes aisle, and ransack it. >:)

Much More Than Mommy said...

I can't believe I missed the chance to see your garage saleing fierceness.

Too Many Hats said...

Score! I haven't gone garage saling in forever. We did host a HUGE one last year, actually 2, and that was fun.

leigh said...

Oh man...I am a flea market junkie!! I prefer to go there because it's like one huge garage sale.

I love your Blog. I'll be back, oh yes, I will!

Christa Terry said...

Awesome score! There's nothing wrong with being the lady with the need to haggle running through her veins, but I think your accidental technique works just as well. Stop. Stare. Wait. Ha!

Related Posts with Thumbnails