So, as previously mentioned, Friday was a solo mission. There were a lot of really good looking sales, which made it even worse. Just because it’s SO much more fun going with someone—especially Erin.
All of the sales I went to were all the way out in Warren. The first was advertised at the home of a woman with “a lot of collections.” When I arrived, I discovered that the sale was 15% off because it was the second day. Now let me just say… FIFTEEN percent off?! Come on. You’ve gotta go at least 25% or is it really worth it? Also do you really want to start getting into nickels and dimes?!
Anyway, the verdict is still out in terms of whether I bought anything that will sell, but there was a crapload of stuff at this sale. The entire house basically looked like this or worse:
It was like the supreme definition of a digger sale.
Let’s first take a look at some of the things I decided to pass on.
So very true.
Also quite true.
Who knew? Skeletor is a hippie.
In one of the upstairs bedrooms, I found this amazing little boy’s suit from the ’70s, which I’m hoping will sell on eBay. It still has the tags attached. (For the record, this does not count as something I was purchasing for my future children. I would never make my future child wear something that embarrassing.)
In the same room, I found this Captain Kangaroo doll still in the (extremely beat up) box. He’s pretty cute but I bought him strictly for the purpose of reselling. He was $20 and am hoping to get $40. We shall see.
Is it just me or does that doll look nothing like the man at the bottom of the package (Captain Kangaroo himself)?
Ok, so at this sale, I also found a wide variety of children’s books, including a lot of Golden Books from the ’70s. I’m not sure if they’ll sell or not but I’ll try. I also found a bunch of really cute Raggedy Ann books from the ’60s.
One other thing I took a risk on were these blocks.
This is a big paper box filled with old blocks. Some part of me remembers my mom saying that the ones we had when we were little are valuable now. I might be imagining that, though. Either way, I hope they sell. All I know is that they were heavy as sh*t to carry around that house.
I went to two other sales in Warren after that one. The last one was the worst. It was a really clean old woman’s house. Those are the worst sales to go to—but this one was even worse because the company running the sale priced everything SO high and none of it was valuable! For example, they had these old McDonald’s collector glasses (worth nothing) and each was priced $12. WTF?! The funny thing is that the same glasses were at the first sale for 50 cents.
The middle sale was interesting, though. I found a Greek evil eye which I’ll write about in the future, because it was definitely a Fave Find.
All in all, a successful day, but I missed Erin.
Since I was in Warren, I went to Tringali’s alone. Once again, I bought a giant box of Italian pastries and just ate one before sitting down to write this entry. Life is so good.