leaving a legacy. and a lamp. unless i re-sell it.

these are my garage sale chronicles. sometimes i talk about rules. sometimes i talk about finds. but mostly i'm just interested in looking inside people's garages.

today: the ambivalent look for negotiation purposes.

there are so many things i want to teach my children before i die. things like. jesus is the best. daddy rocks. get a good education. and silence is golden.

and when i say silence, i mean only for tactical strategies at garage sales. like this.

me: how much for the lamp?
man: $4
me: *puts it down.*
man: make me an offer!
me: *bites lip, raises eyebrows, makes a humming noise.*
man: how about $3?
me: *takes a deep breath, shrugs shoulders, runs finger along the top of the lampshade.*
man: $2? $2!
me: *takes a step back, tilts head, squints.*
man: $1. how about that! $1!
me: well... i guess. okay.

lessons begin when my oldest has better control of her bladder.

(pictured is a vera bradley java blue candlestick lamp. the very lamp mentioned in the above conversation. bulb included.)