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Sunday, June 6, 2010

I am done with yard sales

So yesterday I had a yard sale.  Of all the days I choose to have a yard sale it turned out to be hotter than hell!!!   Normally my kids and husband help out but it was all me baby.  Well Mr. Amazing did help bring out the tables and make the lemonade for this kids to sell.  He works midnights so he just came home.  Can't fault him for that.  The kids could barely get out of bed and all they were concerned with was their lemonade stand. 

Usuallly I am all gung ho about my yard sale.  I have been doing these for like 10 years.  Trust me I dont do it for the sheer fun of it.  I hate throwing things out and I usually can use the extra bucks.  I even have yard sale clientele as I call them.  The same 10 people or so who now my house, follow my kids in size, or look for my clothing and handbags.  Yesterday probably was the worst sale ever.  I wasn't in the mood to do it (but the ad was already placed) I was hoping for rain like the forecaste said the night before.  You can't believe those weather people  they have no clue I swear all they do is guess.  A monkey can do that!

Total sales were $55.00 (10 of that was from a good friend)  my actual profit was 33 bucks because the ad i placed in the paper and the purchase of lemonade was 22 bucks.  So I think I am calling it quits on having these sales and I am just going to give my stuff away to the Veterans Association.

1 comment:

Isaac Rubinstein said...

I think I know how you feel about running a yard sale. We had one a couple years ago and I decided it's our last one. I just could not take it anymore. This is why I created www.privategaragesale.com
It's free – no commissions, no fees whatsoever. And it is also totally private, so you do not need to disclose your address or email to strangers. www.privategaragesale.com handles all communications between sellers and buyers without ever disclosing their email addresses.
Just list your extra stuff and it goes on sale forever, with no strangers in your yard and no wasted weekends.