thoughts on a yard sale.

I had a yard sale this weekend. While it was nice to get rid of stuff and make some money, it was also harder than I realized it would be. We attach memories to things, at least I do, so even though I had decided to sell clothing, pillows, books, movies, etc., it was hard watching people walk away with them. I almost wanted to run after them, yelling, "That's mine!"

But, I didn't. They're just things after all, and as I told my "customers," I can't take them on the plane with me. It was either sell them or store them. Besides, I still struggle with the feeling that I own too much stuff. 

When I find a place of my own, I'll try and choose things with more care, and know that I don't need to keep things for the sake of memory alone.

I learned a couple of things, too:

1. People like a good deal. A lot of people came and bought a lot of items. I was surprised at how well I did.

2. People are willing to pay. There were times I was tempted to lower the price on an item someone was looking at and just when I was about to say, "I'll take $1 for that," they would pass it to me and say, "I'll take this" for the higher price that was marked. (Of course, I still made deals on some items!)

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On a completely different note, it was a really good weekend family-wise. (And also candy-apple wise :)

I hope you had a happy weekend!