And Now ~ The Yard Sale Money

This is my very first financial post, I’m going to tell you what I made on the yard sale, but first…

Yard sales are a lot of work and to be honest – a crap shoot. You go through your entire home looking for potential sale items, clean those items, tag those items, have your very grumpy half-asleep son drag those items to the driveway, only to not sell it, and have him (more awake but not less grumpy) drag it back to the garage, or wherever it came from. That’s precisely what happened with Grammie’s wardrobe.

It is in bad shape, there is water damage, the top of it is snapped in half, the doors won’t close (therefore the pink hair tie) and the shelves were put there by someone who is not a carpenter. Possibly one of my nephews. People kept telling me it was in bad shape. I kept saying “I know.” It’s at least 70 years old. Lets see what you look like when you’re 70.

And not least is the fact that this sticker is still on the back of it. Someone offered me $25 for it. I declined and now it’s back in the garage. We’re going to put the fishing equipment in it.

This man bought (stole) my pretty swan head stool. Of course he’s smiling. Most thieves do when they get away with it. But as my friend Laura told me this weekend…just let it go. Now I’m going to need therapy.

Kelly’s husband (I forgot his name) is strangely attached to my headless baby…and I’m digging his tattoos. It seems to be a theme lately.

This lady was scared of it, which I believe is a more normal reaction.

And finally…a couch sale. Or rather, another steal. This young lady didn’t have a car big enough so she wanted me to deliver it. I’m such a sucker. Where do I get this from?

The low table didn’t sell for $45. It went for $18. The guy who bought it was a master bargainer. He asked me the lowest I would go. I said, “$25.”

He said, “Will you take $15?”
I siad, “How about $18?”
He said, “Okay.”

I gave him back his change and he went over to Neighbor Robin’s yard and spent the $2 there. The gall. I told him he should be glad that I brought it all the way from Japan for him.

My mother did her best to help me sell. She made this cute orange shawl for the girl. I has little pumpkin buttons on it. I sold a lot of sweaters that she made. I felt really guilty.

It went to the right person though. The girl wore this two Halloweens in a row…sigh…I’ve got to stop this.

The little drop table sold to this nice lady. Alright enough, how much did I make?

A grand total of $119.15. I guess it’s the economy. I don’t know how I got the 15 cents since nothing went for less than 25 cents. I must have given someone a dime instead of a quarter for change. I’m obviously as good at accounting as I am with crafting. A friend’s daughter graduated and I went to her party afterward and gave her a large chunk of the money. Hey, she’s starting her brand new adult life. Then my mother and I had a nice steak dinner. Lets just say that you don’t want me to manage your 401K.

Here’s my other two posts about this yard sale. I’m really milking it.

In Between The Rain Drops
The Mother Of All Yard Sales