and the garage sale is over. I think if I counted up all the hours I spent getting ready for it and then having it, I made about $1 per hour.
BUT, my original goal was to get someone else to carry stuff away from here so I don't have to; now my garage is considerably less crowded than it was at 8 a.m. on Saturday morning, but it will still require packing the van and taking the leftovers to a local charity, which is on tap for tomorrow.
It will have to be after the plumber comes. Why do toilets always break when you need them to work well? The handle assembly broke in two, and while I have been adept in replacing some parts in a toilet, I cannot be sure I can do what this one requires. *Sigh* I hope it doesn't take all my profit from the sale to pay the plumber.
The first sale on Saturday morning was a 1974 Schwinn men's bike. It was the last one out of five that we had when we moved here. It has been stored under the house for 31 years, and ridden once since we put it there. The young man who bought it sure did look happy with his purchase. He will have to put new tires on it - but I think he got a good deal.
The old wooden Williamsburg planter boxes sold too, as did 2 bedside tables and our big, old metal tool box, which weighed about 20 pounds when empty. I could barely lift it when full, so I decided to pitch it and I'll get something plastic and easy to carry.
I thought I had a buyer for the garage fridge, but her husband was less enthusiastic than she was. The three drawer metal file cabinet that I bought 47 years ago from De Paul Hospital in Norfolk is still here too. It still works perfectly; the drawers slide out as if they were new. I paid $5 for it in the mid 60's and that was the price I had on it, but people passed up a good deal on that. What's a little rust, people? Hmmm? I would have given you a wire brush to banish that rust had you asked me. Some people have NO vision whatsoever.