vickie gee
Well-Known Member
I am wrapping up my weekend long garage sale. I ran it as the PRE-SELLING THE FARM YARD SALE. We have cleaned out the shop buildings and barn and gathered up all sorts of household stuff that we can sure live without. I hate the work and I sure hate boxing up the leftovers. Most will go to charity and likely some I need to put on ebay.
But I have sure met some nice people, many living close to me that my path has never crossed before. One lady was telling me they have grown more eggplant than they can give away so come get some. I told her that I would but that I would also be bringing her some of my eggplant recipes.
Another lives at the very dead end of a county road I do my walk on. She told me to start walking all the way up to her house and to come see her. I had always perceived her property as "trespassing."
One man bought a pair of men's shoes. To keep it simple I put all shoes at 75 cents. He gave me a $10 bill and insisted on $5 change only. They were expensive shoes but my husband's brother had sent them to him and he did not want them. I told the man they were free to me so let me make him correct change. No way. Found out he was born same year my dad was and like my dad fought in the Korean War.
And then there was my neighbor's grandaughter. The child is 14 and just moved here from California. She told me my prices were too low. She made several trips down and always left with a few things. After I figured out what her tastes were I started trying to give her stuff. She would tell me to give her a price and that it better not be free. Last trip I told her $2 and she brought me $3 instead. Then she came back on her 3 wheeler wearing one of my "cool vintage dresses".
But I have sure met some nice people, many living close to me that my path has never crossed before. One lady was telling me they have grown more eggplant than they can give away so come get some. I told her that I would but that I would also be bringing her some of my eggplant recipes.
Another lives at the very dead end of a county road I do my walk on. She told me to start walking all the way up to her house and to come see her. I had always perceived her property as "trespassing."
One man bought a pair of men's shoes. To keep it simple I put all shoes at 75 cents. He gave me a $10 bill and insisted on $5 change only. They were expensive shoes but my husband's brother had sent them to him and he did not want them. I told the man they were free to me so let me make him correct change. No way. Found out he was born same year my dad was and like my dad fought in the Korean War.
And then there was my neighbor's grandaughter. The child is 14 and just moved here from California. She told me my prices were too low. She made several trips down and always left with a few things. After I figured out what her tastes were I started trying to give her stuff. She would tell me to give her a price and that it better not be free. Last trip I told her $2 and she brought me $3 instead. Then she came back on her 3 wheeler wearing one of my "cool vintage dresses".
