National Garage Sale Weekend

There is nothing more American than a good old fashioned Garage Sale on a lazy Saturday morning. We had such a Garage Sale yesterday, but we had one of those crazy Four-Family Sales that you usually only see in rural Tenessee. Basically, everyone we knew brought a bunch of crap to sell. Unfortunately, this weeked was apparently National Garage Sale Weekend because there were about seventeen other Yards full of Junk. Granted there are usually fifty plus Yards full of Junk....but this weekend the Junk was categorized and priced. It was like trying to open a Coffee Shop in Seattle or a Souvenir Shop in Honolulu.

So, we did kind of poorly. A week's worth of sifting through old shirts, picture frames and kitchen wares for a lousy $40. And, to make it worse, while we were waiting for the Hordes to arrive, I started shopping...at my own Garage Sale. I think that goes against about eight of the Official Rules of Garage Saling. I found a nice pair of shoes (my mother's), three shirts (mine), a nice box of Legos (mine), a few books (all mine and my brother's), and a Backstreet Boys CD (I won't confess outright to ever having owned this, but we all know whose it is). Despite the general pathetic nature of the whole scene, there was a plus side: since I already owned the stuff, I got a great discount.


By the way, if you've gotten this far, you should check out my Flickr Page...I added a few more photos yesterday and will be adding more this evening. Hooray.