
I don’t think I have the personality for hosting a garage sale. I’m far too impatient, I don’t like to haggle, putting a price tag on all my stuff gives me an anxiety attack, and I don’t like people messing with my things.
So why did I have a garage sale again??? Oh ya…I’m cheap and if I have to get rid of my stuff, someone better pay me some money for it!
I’ve been working (seriously) on cleaning all the junk out of my house for over a week. Simply put…we have too much crap.
Most of my problem is I have an attachment to the Cheerleading sweatshirt from high school. Why?? No clue. It really doesn’t make sense, even to me, but I have the need to keep my stuff…all of it! I have all kinds of stuff from when I was younger…way younger. In fact most of it is at least 15 years old.
And my husband has the exact opposite need. He has the intense need to get rid of it…all of it! (Opposites attract right?) He is slightly unsympathetic to my intense need to keep everything.
Now by no means am I a hoarder. Far from it. I put my sweatshirt in the sale, no one bought it (thank God), score!! I just feel that it makes no sense to get rid of stuff you could possibly use again! One day I may be cold…and I may have every other sweatshirt I own in the wash…and I will need that 15 year old sweatshirt from high school!!! LOGICAL RIGHT!!!?!?!?! It may be a relatively big “what-if” statement…but it could happen!
Anyway…off my soap box. (I didn’t win the keep everything battle…but I’m not bitter.)

The last 2 weeks have been rough for me. I have been a giant, walking ball of stress! The pressure of deciding what goes, what stays…ugh. Lord knows if I left it all up to my husband it would have ALL gone. I do need to give him some props though…he has put up with my extreme crabbiness and hasn’t kicked me out (thank you honey).
We got all the big junk in the garage last weekend. And over the course of last week, cleaned out the smaller stuff. Most of what needed to go was the little baby toys. And a lot of other toys.
What amazes me is how kids can amass so much stuff. It’s not like they have jobs, money, the drivers license, and the vehicle necessary to go to the store and buy all this junk! How do they get it?!?! Sometimes I wonder if they have superhero powers and they can materialize the toys by thinking about them! If so, they need to materialize me some crafting supplies!!

Well, long story short, I never did price everything. Despite my aversion to haggling, I decided pricing everything was a far worse experience to endure.
Saturday turnout wasn’t too bad, and I managed to sell most of my big things. We made about $200. Which is the best garage sale I’ve ever had. I’ve never had to sell furniture before, so that helped.
Sunday, however, was mostly a bust. Open from 8am – 2pm, I had customers at 12:30…right after I decided it wasn’t worth it anymore, and started to pack up. Figures. I would have started packing up at 10am had I known it would draw people!!
We have the couch and the love seat left, 2 totes of baby clothes/supplies, 1 tote of stuffed animals, 3 diaper boxes full of miscellaneous stuff that just needs to go to good will or somewhere out of my house, all the adult’s clothing we started the weekend with, lots of shoes, and some other miscellaneous things.
I went from an overflowing garage to a half full garage. So not bad. But I just don’t think I’ll do it again. Which is what I said last time…oh well!
Do you find hosting garage sales as awful as I do?