I have been so good about not hitting up all the yard sales this summer. It has been so difficult. My truck automatically wants to stop when it sees those bright yard sale signs! But no, I have used great amounts of restraint! I am trying to clear out stuff, not add to it! But………………
Sunday the princess and I decided to stop at just a couple of yard sales on the way home from church. Just a couple mind you!
The first one I bought just a frame and the princess bought a little purse. That was it. The second one we bought nothing. And then came the third one!
It was a huge old house that looked as if no one had lived there for years. Apparently that had been the case. The man hosting the yard sale said he just bought it and was getting rid of everything inside so he could start gutting it out and rebuild the interior.
This was one of those, “Why don’t I have my camera with me” times. And my cell phone was on low battery. Argh!
The backyard was a sea of wonderful vintage and antique furniture! I mean an entire huge house of almost perfect condition vintage/retro/antique pieces. And the prices made me weep. This man truly wanted everything gone!
And there I stood knowing I could not buy any of these amazing pieces! I have NO space for any more furniture. Oh my heart was breaking!
As I stood there running my hand across a gorgeous antique sideboard the man said, “There are four pieces that all go together with that cabinet. Take them all for $10.00!” My knees almost gave out. I think I even had a tear fall from my eye.
My mind started racing, “If I get rid of this and I get rid of that…maybe….” NO! ….”Maybe if I rent a storage unit……” NO!
I just stood there in the middle of all this beauty, turning around looking at all the fabulous pieces. The man is yelling at me with prices that I could use spare change to pay with. I think I might have passed out at one time! Okay, probably not but, I’m just saying……
Did I mention the boxes of stunning complete dish sets? No, let’s not even go there!
I purchased a few “smalls” and a wood shelf.
The princess and I headed down the long driveway back to our truck. As we were walking, the man yells, “Come back in an hour because whatever is not gone is going in the trash!”