As I awoke this morning, I was filled with this urge to visit that famous estate sale from yesterday all over again. I knew that they had the basement still filled with stuff and boxes to unpack with more things. So I went back. (What? I couldn’t help myself!) And yes, I got some more treasures. Let’s see, perhaps I can pick a favorite item of the day. Hmmm… let’s see.
It would probably be either the fabric I got that I’m hoping my mom will turn into a vintage style dress for me:
Or the owl purse that I fell in love with upon first sight:
While I’ve got your attention, I’d like to take a minute to just cover the important topic of Estate Sale Etiquette. This is my way of saying something publicly, because I chose not to say something directly to some very rude people… and probably should have.
As you saw, the estate sale I visited yesterday and today was definitely on the side of epic proportions. It was packed with more clothing than one person ever needed. (Although that certainly worked out well for all of us!) It was also very clearly a family run estate sale. I had many nice conversations with the family; getting stories about the lady who owned the pieces and even some stories about her sons getting in trouble every year at Christmas with some of her vintage Christmas pieces (which you’ll get to see eventually). It was all quite lovely, very organized and the several generations of family that were there, were all very nice.
Part way through my shopping there yesterday, these two women came in to the garage, between the many racks of clothing, and started screaming at each other back and forth about how much clothing was there and how “that lady must have been totally crazy!” In my book, that was very rude! We, as garage and estate sale people, have all been to a sale where it was clearly a hoarder type of situation, but that doesn’t mean we say anything about it. That doesn’t mean we lose all sense of decency and go around screaming about the crazy person who lived there. That doesn’t mean we insult someone who was obviously very dear to the family around us. (They even had her picture framed on the porch looking over the sale; it was very obvious that she was adored by many.) I really hope the family didn’t hear them, as they had so many nice memories to share about their mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, etc. I also hope that someday, somewhere, someone will teach those women a lesson in manners and kindness.
To not end this posting on an unhappy note, I’d like to share a couple more pictures of the sale with you now: