B and I spent yesterday cleaning out our garage and having a garage sale. We weren't so much trying to make money as we were trying to transfer things to people who wanted them. It was quite a bit of work, but we made a dent in our accumulation of stuff.
It's amazing how many things you can accumulate over the years. We literally had thousands of little knick/knacks, trinkets, toys - things. It would have been impossible to price each individually. We ended up marking bags/tins/boxes with things like "mystery bag of shiny stuff - 50 cents".
I'm glad they have found a new home.
One thing about having an old house with lots of little storage spaces is that you have a chance to fill those various storage spaces. We've done a good job at filling. I think we can probably have another sale or two.
It was a good feeling to pass on at least some of our "stuff". We don't like to put usuable things into the waste stream, so it was good to have people who wanted these things take them. One of our rules was that we would only sell/give nice collections of small things (toys, figurines, dolls) to little kids - preferably the ones who looked like they could use some nice toys.
You get all kinds of people at a garage sale, which makes it interesting (only a couple of jerks all day..not bad). We had free coffee and cookies for everyone and had a pretty good time (except for the early morning when an elderly couples car started on fire).
The gentleman had put oil in his car the night before. It spilled on the exhaust manifold, which heated up and ended up igniting the oil after he parked his car at our sale. The burning oil caught the wiring on fire and it was touch and go for a minute. Luckily a neighbor had a hose that would reach. The fire truck and fireman added an exciting touch to the whole event.
This is a picture I took this morning (it's raining so probably no-sale today). If you'd like the plans for my special clothes-hanging device send me a post-card ;-)