Never again shall I have a garage sale. It kind of goes along with the statement, “I’m never painting a ceiling again.” Then I proceed to paint two ceilings after that, one this past February.
Technically, this is my daughter’s sale and I am the support staff – the one who convinces people they desperately need a window fan, Christmas decor, plant stand. My strategy is to hand them a box to fill and then make them a deal. It worked fairly well today, and really, I get a big kick out of people and their interests. You meet some characters, for sure. I’ll be closing up the shop tomorrow, reminding myself that I’m never doing this again.
I’m setting a reminder in my phone for two years from now, when the urge to de-clutter will hit once more.