About a week ago we put a bunch of our junk in the front yard and sold it to people who thought it wasn't junk. We were quite pleased with our little profit, but even happier to not have to pack up all of that junk. It was really a win win situation. Friends Frank and Jen came by to keep us company and sold a canoe, while friend Kristin made a tidy profit herself. By the end of the day we were giving it all away for free and drinking the afternoon (and evening) away. Below Matthew and I model some of the items we could not even give away. This is perhaps why one should not drink at a yard sale.
One sale of note was to a woman who came rather late. I had listed "yarn" as one of the items in the sale on my craigslist posting, and had already sold a bag of neglected stash yarn, when this woman comes up and eyes some kntipick's sock yarn that I just didn't really like. I tell her "it's one hundred percent pure merino sock yarn." She sniffs, I had listed it at $2. She get's out the money, and I'm just making small talk, so I say "Yeah, when we were packing up for the move, my box of yarn was so big (see the pic below), I felt I had to sell some." And her response was "I have an entire barn full of yarn, so unless you have a building full of yarn you won't impress me." In retrospect I am so angry that I didn't throw her two dollars at her and demand my yarn back. I was just trying to be friendly and she had to be all uppity. That's Santa Fe for you.
But really, we did meet some really nice folks who came by our sale and it was a really good time. Not everyone in Santa Fe is an uppity yarn barn owner.
About a week ago we put a bunch of our junk in the front yard and sold it to people who thought it wasn't junk. We were quite pleased with our little profit, but even happier to not have to pack up all of that junk. It was really a win win situation. Friends Frank and Jen came by to keep us company and sold a canoe, while friend Kristin made a tidy profit herself. By the end of the day we were giving it all away for free and drinking the afternoon (and evening) away. Below Matthew and I model some of the items we could not even give away. This is perhaps why one should not drink at a yard sale.
One sale of note was to a woman who came rather late. I had listed "yarn" as one of the items in the sale on my craigslist posting, and had already sold a bag of neglected stash yarn, when this woman comes up and eyes some kntipick's sock yarn that I just didn't really like. I tell her "it's one hundred percent pure merino sock yarn." She sniffs, I had listed it at $2. She get's out the money, and I'm just making small talk, so I say "Yeah, when we were packing up for the move, my box of yarn was so big (see the pic below), I felt I had to sell some." And her response was "I have an entire barn full of yarn, so unless you have a building full of yarn you won't impress me." In retrospect I am so angry that I didn't throw her two dollars at her and demand my yarn back. I was just trying to be friendly and she had to be all uppity. That's Santa Fe for you.
But really, we did meet some really nice folks who came by our sale and it was a really good time. Not everyone in Santa Fe is an uppity yarn barn owner.
1 comment:
Not to be uppity, but Adam and I always started drinking at about 7Am on yard sale day, we felt that a little baileys in the coffee helped set the mood:) Although we never dressed up in the rejects so clearly you out drank us, regardless of your start time:)
Post a Comment