The Great Purge (Ready, Set...): Part V

I did it! Despite all my anxiety and concerns, everything is marked, set out, and ready for tomorrow. I actually had all of it done Tuesday other than hanging up some coats. I told you I was terrible at math....

Boys clothes priced and ready to go

To think most of this was crammed in totes and piled in the basement! Nothing is going back down there. Not one single item. You all are my witnesses.

I gave up pricing every piece of adult clothing. I put them in labeled totes with $1.00 on them. I hope I remember this....

Memories are hard. While we may no longer have use for things, memories can keep us from letting them go. In this photo I can see my Mom's old porcelain Geisha statue that sat on her dresser the entirety of my childhood; the plant stand that Dad bought Mom when I was tiny; the briefcase we used for years to organize and transport paperwork while my Dad was coordinator for our mission church. 

I thought to myself, how in the world do you sell a Rolodex in this age of smartphones, Pinterest, Facebook, etc.? So I made it into a pretty Recipe-Dex. Not sure what to get that special quirky someone? What about a Mother's Day gift for the Mom that has everything? This is a steal at just $5! 

A couple of the big items didn't fit in the garage while leaving room for walkways, so I advertised the garage sale on our county's Facebook For-Sale page, emphasizing what I hoped would sell early. By 8pm tonight the bike trailer and Pack 'n' Play were sold, and I have the word of a couple others that they'll pick up books and the crib mattress tomorrow. Unfortunately, it's first come, first served around here. I've been stood up one too many times while holding things for people.

Today was chilly, blustery, and damp. It looks like rain is forecasted again for Thursday and Saturday, so I'm very thankful everything is packed into the garage. If it's anything like today, it's not going to be pleasant being out and about, not to mention sitting in a cold garage. It'll be interesting seeing how many people make it out. Inclement weather must love my garage sales because for last fall's sale it rained and hailed the opening morning.

Today I worked on getting the house back in some kind of order. A pile of clean, unfolded laundry had grown to a height almost equal to my own. Dishes needed doing, floors swept and vacuumed. There had been totes covering the floor for a long time, and a lot accumulated under them while I was sorting. I will not be having a garage sale next year. That's my resolution. I'm going to be more thoughtful from now on what I bring into the house. I will not be hitting up garage sales this spring, though it's one of my favorite things to do. Therefore, if any one of you finds a cheap, decent looking pair of size 5 (not slim) khakis (for Liam), I would be happy to buy them from you. We are also on the lookout for cheap boy pants in size 14R; jeans, cargo pants, and leisure. Thank you!

And now I must crawl into bed because shortly it will be tomorrow, and tomorrow I have to put my selling face on.

For other posts in this series:

The Great Purge: Part I

The Great (Furniture) Purge: Part II

The (Not So) Great (Book) Purge: Part III

The Great (Mostly Clothing) Purge: Part IV