Let’s Make a Deal


When I answered the doorbell, I was greeted by the young family on the street smiling back at me.  They were organizing a yard sale. Did I want to join in? Normally, I jump at the opportunity even though it’s a lot of work to prepare and certainly not a guaranteed money maker.  Yet, there’s…

Lori Sinclair

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elderly man at outdoor flea market with vintage items
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When I answered the doorbell, I was greeted by the young family on the street smiling back at me.  They were organizing a yard sale. Did I want to join in? Normally, I jump at the opportunity even though it’s a lot of work to prepare and certainly not a guaranteed money maker.  Yet, there’s something about yard sales I find hugely entertaining.  Most of the time.

We had family coming to visit and I didn’t have time for the deep dive that a yard sale requires. Still, I managed a superficial sweep of the house, garage and shed and set up a “free” table at the end of the driveway.  While I heard grumbles of undercutting from some of the neighbors, I was thrilled to see most items rehomed and saved from an uncertain future.

Honestly, I don’t know where the “stuff” comes from. For years, I’ve been making a conscious effort to avoid buying unnecessary items and yet, there still seems to be lots of it. And what to do with it all? At this point in life, I’m pretty imaginative about ways to dispose of material possessions.

I’ve had a few yard sales over the years – the faces and wares may change but the themes are the same.  Like the time I was giving away… I mean selling… a huge piece of wall art for $20 and the potential buyer pointed out an invisible flaw on the back of the picture in an effort to beat me down in price.  Just no! …

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2 responses to “Let’s Make a Deal”

  1. starfishshadowy2327cc5f84

    This is my experience too! My first (and only) yard sale was held on my porch -I didn’t want goods or customers to get wet- silly me. A lady broke a window and didn’t even say, Whoops!”….

    1. Sorry about your window. Just when I think I’ve seen and heard it all. LOL.


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