Saturday was an interesting day: Lots of sales. Lots of finds. Lots of misses. And lots of stories.
Keith broke a vase at the first sale we stopped at. I was absolutely mortified, but the seller took it in stride. He did pay for it, even though she said he didn't have to. After we left, I told him we had to review the rules: "We don't rummage around and break the people's nice things."
I was making quite a pile at this sale, too. If she had thrown us out, I would have been heartbroken!
|Collapsible IKEA storage boxes--NIP!|
I bought one of those Rubbermaid-like plastic storage shelves at the next sale. I always need more shelving, either in the booth or the storage room. I can never be organized enough it seems. The seller was being very dramatic about everything he sold. Big sighs and moans every time someone asked about a price: "Oh! Well, I guess that is going to be a dollar!" He did everything but put his hand to his forehead and swoon.
I went to the first sale I've ever been to run by nuns. These were plainclothes, modern nuns, not the ones in habits, which would had made it more cool. I recognized one of them from a job I had about twenty years ago. It was one of the only estate sales I've ever been at where they had items priced at ten cents. I nearly died when I got to this one. There was a huge mass of awesome vintage small furniture that had already been sold in the driveway. I checked out the prices as I went in the house. There were vintage metal patio tables marked for seventy-five cents! I died, I tell you! That whole mass of furniture cost about ten bucks all together, and there was a ton of it! I try never to dwell on items that I miss out on, but this batch made it pretty hard.
Still, I did pretty well!
|Horrible pic, I know.|
The next sale we hit, had this amazing Hoosier cabinet that had been priced at $25! Of course, it was already sold. Must...not...dwell...on it! This is where I found the mysterious metal pot.
It's heavy and solid. The sides are a couple of inches thick and the handles are big and round. It's been spray-painted gold, to boot! In other words, it is exactly the kind of thing I simply cannot pass up. I'm going to sell it as a planter, but it doesn't have any drainage. It would look nice on a porch with a fern, though. The seller said her mother owned it for years, but never knew what it was really for. Any ideas?
|Nancy Drew, Plastic Buddhas, and Itty Bitty Heath Ledger Joker!|
We hit a benefit sale for a group called the "Home Birth Coalition." I had never heard of it before, but they had good stuff. One mother there was breast-feeding her child while she was shopping. I've never seen that at a sale before. I got a bunch of stuff there.
|I don't do a lot of stuffed toys, but I do a lot of character toys!|
|Yes, I know my booth is a white hot mess!|
|White! Hot! MESS!|
So, when I asked Keith, whose words of wisdom I value greatly, he lays this on me: "You already decided to get it as soon as you saw it. It doesn't really matter what I have to say." I'm still deciding whether I'm shocked, hurt, tickled or amazed by this observation. We had to take several things out and repack the van, but it went in! You can kind of see how we had to work it in in the Mazda pic. it was a bit of a struggle, but it was totally worth it!
|I (heart) Bybee!|
|You can kind of see it around the white hot mess.|
There was one more stop, where I made a great purchase, but that is a story for tomorrow. I guess that's my sneaky way of drawing you back here tomorrow! See you!