Dig This Treasure!

There have been a couple times on this blog that we caught some flack for using humor in regards to items at estate sales, and for taking photos inside of sales. Some readers have found our blog intrusive or insensitive. Sarah wrote an amazing post over a year ago, explaining that we are in fact not heartless.

We get it. Estate sales can be super sad. We’ve been to many sales that made us wonder WTF happened in the house. Those links are just a few examples. We’ve always acknowledged how sad and uncomfortable these sales made us.

Never has the sad aspect of estate sales been more evident to me than today. I helped my parents run an estate/garage sale at my grandma’s house. My grandma had been living with my uncle in the home, when he passed away unexpectedly and tragically. My grandma, who has severe dementia, is now living with my parents.

Kudos to Timmy who has been over at the house for weeks cleaning it out. None of us realized how bad of shape the home was in. The volume of stuff in the house masked the bad condition of the structure itself.

What was astounding to me at the sale today were people’s attitudes. I cannot tell you how many people walked up to me and before saying “Hello” instead said “Who died?” I wanted to strangle all of them.

It made me realize that there is this weird dynamic happening at estate sales. On the one hand, it is a totally natural thing for people to die. And sometimes they leave behind a lot of “stuff.” And really, it’s just stuff. This detached perspective is what lets us find humor in all the weird stuff we see at sales.

But sometimes “stuff” is more than just stuff. It’s memories. And the family selling all of it is painfully aware of this. My mom had to pull numerous items out of the sale today because they were so sentimental to her. A couple of times, I caught myself trying to rationalize with her that the items were just stuff, and it was important to sell them to get money for fixing up the house. Really, we’re both right.

I’m not entirely sure where I’m going with all of this. I do want to share with you guys this short documentary I worked on a few years ago about this issue. Sarah encouraged me to share it a long time ago and I never did. It’s all about our relationship with inanimate objects, whether we see them as strictly utilitarian or as something more symbolic.

You will probably all like it because it features Timmy.

And while I’m at it, here is another short doc about my personal relationship with “stuff.” It’s about hunting down a girl who stole my favorite stuffed animal over 17 years ago.

Basically, I just wanted to vent here that today was tough for me and my family. And I think I am not always aware when Sarah and I are out at sales how hard things are for those families. It is tough to reconcile the natural circumstances of life with all of the emotions that come with those circumstances.

So again, know that when we write this blog, we get it. There is both humor and heartache in the things we leave behind in life. All of which, is okay.

-Erin

P.S. Just to make sure I don’t leave you all terribly sad, here is a photo of Timmy accidentally imploding a snow blower today:

Update from Sarah: Bravo to my BFF for such a heartfelt, spot on entry. We do totally know how sad and emotional it is for people–especially when they are running a sale privately, without help from a company. This is precisely why I am so drawn to photographs, letters, cards, etc. I can’t bear the thought of them going into the trash at the end of the sale. My heart goes out to Erin and her family.