(All these photos are from my phone, so I apologize in advance for the poor quality. My camera card reader has gone to the big electronics store in the sky.)
And by "a bit of a disaster" I mean it was REALLY BAD.
my sister was doing the same thing. Although I can promise you that she would never allow her basement to get to the point that mine did.
She came to pick me (and all of my crap) up on Saturday, and we headed to the park down the street to set up our very own booth at a community yard sale. I have a really cute picture of Em and I standing in from of our truck piled high with stuff, but it's on my camera :(. Picture the opening montage from the Beverly Hillbillies.
We got there two hours before it was supposed to start and found that the 'serious' yard salers had been there since 5:30am! Yowza. We set up our little canopy and spread all of our stuff out on tables, sat back, and drank our coffee. It was fabulous.
|Emily at our booth|
|Me lounging at our booth.|
We sold quite a bit of the stuff we had put out, and what was left over we loaded into the truck and took straight to Goodwill to drop off. There was no way I was bringing ANY of that back into my house!
We decided that this sister yard sale thing will become a yearly tradition, and at the end of the day we had had a lot of fun, made a little extra cash, and my basement?