My good friend Eva is a major pack-rat. But she has her house up for sale and is planning on downsizing, so she needs to purge. This was her first time, and it was like major surgery for her. But she kept reminding herself that when she sells, she can decide on a new color scheme and buy new. And we all know how much fun that is, right?
Me -- I've been accumulating my yard sale items for the past 2 years; they've been crowding out my basement space and downstairs hallway. So, on Friday night, I dragged my 2 carloads of "quality junk" over to her house and we did a little pricing.
Saturday morning at 6 AM, we began to set up. I'm the tough one in this duo, so while Eva ran and hid, I turned away all the early birds until about 7:45 AM. I mean, we'd never get things out and priced if we had to stop for all the vultures. (Sorry all you early birds!!! I don't mean you -- I mean those other ones!) But you know, advertising that your sale starts at 8 AM, and having people show up at 6:30 is just NOT polite!
Here is my darling, silly Eva. She's originally from Czech Republic and has an amazing story of escaping into Germany, learning to speak German, and then a few years later, coming to Canada and having to learn English. She a great friend with an amazing generous spirit, and she's love to laugh. Being European, she can be sexually explicit and politically incorrect; she'll say "Oh, was that bad to say?" and then she'll laugh. She a great masseuse as well.
This is Eva with, as she calls him, her husband Homer (she let him go that day) and her neighbour Crystal who came to help us.
And here I am -- about mid-morning and beginning to fade! After standing around for several hours, we all had to don one of Eva's selection of cowboy hats and look for shady places.
One of the advantages of having 3 of us work the sale was that I was able to take a break around 10 AM to go to the Farmer's market and fuel up on my chocolate buttermilk cupcake! (Post to come!)