The state of the American Garage Sale is alive and kicking.
I made 55 dollars in my last garage sale. I sold various objects d'art, pieces of cutlery, used video games, and knick knacks of odd shapes and sizes. My roomate also sold some clothes and toys to neighborhood children who swarmed about, picking at the toys and doodads and shiny bits.
Of course, the bargain hunters and hagglers were among the first and best shoppers to arrive, and they came early, most before 10 am. These people have the art of garage sales down to an art. Some come seeking specific items, such as cell phones and electronics. Others seek old gold and silver to smelt. Alas, I had neither of these.
I wish I had prepared in advance. Some people bought some old Xbox game at random, and had I been ready, I would have had more to sell them, and been able to eat more than peanut butter crackers for lunch today. These are lean times for Barry.
I sold a few things that I know are worth more than I sold them for, but I could not be bothered to go through the incredible hassle of ebaying them and shipping them. Really, it's more trouble than it's worth. And I don't know the real value, and if they'll even sell at all. Best to just garge sale some things, for easy sales.
I think I'll take some of my clothes down to the used clothing store. I don't think i'll get much for them, but since I'm not wearing those clothes anymore, they're just going to waste anyway. Books as well. I have a few textbooks I know they'll want. I think i'll keep the roleplaying books, though I don't know why.
Since my roommate moved out, I learned the lesson of living simply. She simply had far too much crap to move. I don't want all that crap. I want far less stuff in case I have to move. I only want to keep important things these days. There's just too many books and toys and pictures and knick knacks and collectibles and things worth nothing taking up space.
This season, I resolve to clean house.
Also, I'm looking for a roommate.
Labels: cleaning house