Monday, September 8, 2008
On Saturday we had the yard sale we'd been talking about for months. Shawn had 4 roommates before we got married and they didn't really take everything with them when they left. I'd warned them on more than one occasion that we weren't a storage facility and on Saturday my wildest dreams came true. (That's not to say we didn't have our own junk to sell, because we certainly did...someone though had a hard time letting go of any of his 11, yes 11 winter coats...)
It all started on Monday, Labor Day, Shawn and I both had the day off and we cleaned out our basement closet as well as our laundry room. We reorganized what we were keeping (Shawn and I both found out how many Christmas ornaments I really had) and we piled up the rest for sale. Shawn's old roommate Greg came over for his couch, his TV, VCR, DVD combo and his entertainment stand. (See sometimes threats do work.)
We purged. I was actually really surprised at the turnout since we'd been warned that yard sales in our area didn't work. We, in the townhouses are by far the paupers of our area, every other house within a 10 mile radius is at least a half a million dollar home and allegedly people who live in those homes don't shop yard sale. Go figure. I guess bright red lettered signs and posting on two websites paid off. See the fruits of our labor below.