Our annual Park Conservancy organization’s sale has come and gone, and we rid ourselves of a few items in that sale. One thing was a cute iron chair, shabby in its paint, that DH rescued from the alley years ago. I sat on it for some years at our gardens property, but since we are getting ready to sell that, we do not need extra furniture there.
i was glad that a woman bought it right away, seeing its charm.
We also emptied half of our garage of stuff we stored for the sale, donations from other people.
For the second year in a row
I painted up an iron planter with the intent to donate it to the sale, but when the time came, I could not let it go.
That is unusual for me, I can usually pitch stuff
I do not use. But since this one is still “speaking to me” (aka “sparking joy”) I cannot see it leave.
DH and I were gone for the second day of the sale, so I dont know how it actually did in profit. It appeared to me that people were not buying. The woman who runs the sale has inflated ideas of the “worth” of things. But, since she is willing to store the same crap in her garage from year to year, I guess she can decide against selling stuff for pennies.
I stopped working at the sale because I find it so difficult to ask ridiculous prices. They want customers to bargain. Too many AMericans do not like doing that, it is not part of our culture. Just put a price on it lady!