The Block Sale
Every year, our neighborhood has a giant “block sale”. The signs boast that over 60 homes participate. I decided it was time for me to head to the attic and figure out what I could sell.
It was a hot day – probably 120 degrees in the attic – but I was determined. I had huge Rubbermaid containers of baby clothes from the twins. They had some beautiful clothes, and everything was in pristine condition. One hour of moving boxes and six hours of sorting later, every item was labeled. We set up the laptop on the bistro, sat down, and listened to the all-Radiohead station. Almost immediately, cars started pulling up. We had so much fun – Micah and I joked around, Will played in his pack-and-play, and the twins rode their bikes and picked flowers.
Maybe it was the bright pink posters that were waving on all the street signs, but by day’s end, we had made $200.00. What shocks me is that we still have a lot of stuff. I am going to spend some time this weekend dividing the rest of the clothes by size so I can sell them as lots on eBay. People love lots for some reason. I also have some larger items, like the Super Gate and that God-awful laundry center, which I will probably post on Craigslist. If all else fails, we will have another sale.
