Yesterday, the morning dawned bleak and wet. It stayed that way until the afternoon. The crowds stayed away until the sun peeked out. Then they came, but the influx was a little late to equal the previous two days. The nearby mega garage sale extravaganza drew a fair amount, but some that came our way afterwards said it was running slowly as well.
Many agreed that our signage and placement on certain roads was excellent. We have heard it enough that I know it is the contributing factor. Next is word of mouth. Many have arrived telling us that so-n-so told them about our sale. Those two things have contributed more than the computer postings…but that has contributed too.
The people, mostly couples and gal pals, are for the most part very kind. They are without exception awestruck about the size of the sale. Our signs say the ubiquitous ‘huge’ ‘big’ etc. but the people remark ‘this really is big’. Yes, it is and we explain to those that ask about the why’s and how’s.
There are the not so nice types: the know it all types, the loud/drunken/loaded types, the thieves (meth addicts entering with too much energy and purpose, looking here and there, attempting to breach barriers to peek) and the hagglers that take up your time to negotiate over a nickel. If it were a game ok, but they are serious, not poor and assholes (sorry). There was one know it all yesterday by his arrogant demeanor and condescending remarks was shown the door via our comments back and ultimate shunning. But! for the overwhelming majority of folks visiting it has been a blessing to meet such nice people.
Now that is ok, I know that intellectually, but all this magnitude is more realistic now that we measure it against the pace of sales, buyer’s interests and time. Also, add in the physical wear and tear on The Team. Every Team member is broken. Backs/shoulders/hands/hips, arthritis and energy are already in bad shape. Pain factored into the thinking is debilitating as you know. Yet the Team members step up to support one another and step in to do this and that for the others. That is really humbling. If someone or a few did not have this support it would be even more daunting.
On several occasions in three days, we have had people arrive in tow or alone in response to a friend’s admonition to go take a look at this sale: the person coming has a ‘collecting’ ‘clutter’ ‘organizing’ problem. The ladies that I conversed with were honest to say why they were there. I related my Aunt’s and my Mom’s history. The ladies quietly listened their faces studious, tight and the eyes distant. It was odd to me they would come as if in remedial training of sorts. But, then they would hit the tables. Not the gambling tables…the stuff tables. They came alive. One woman’s stuff is another woman’s (or man’s) stuff.
We have to decide on whether we make a recycling-drop box run this next week or accumulate more until after the second weekend sale. After those two sales we will take a break until the end of July. That will give us a chance to sort more, regroup and donate/trash more stuff.
Ok, time to head down to the house and put out the sandwich board signs up on the corner streets, open up the tarps, turn on the lights, sweep where it isn’t wet, maybe create some bargain signs (I did this last night for wrought iron pieces. They are ornate and ‘nice’ but not selling as priced. So I made a sign highlighting the pieces at rock bottom prices and ‘must sell’…). Tonight all the rain beaten signs will come down. This next week I will make new signs and pray for drier weather for the end of next week.