A lesson learned?
So I had all of these outgrown clothes from Miss Emma. Save for some infant and toddler stuff already given away, and the generic (read: not pink) infant stuff I was able to use for Colin I had 4 seasons, full wardrobes for 0-5t. This means I had a butt-load of clothes saved. I had a boy. Sis had a boy. Clothes had to go, I’m moving. I think a yard sale is a fine idea, since I could use some money toward the move, and I haven’t the time to iron every piece for the consignment shop or dick around with Ebay. (I should have taken it all to Ebay shops in the Detroit area, on hindsight, but I didn’t realize there was one there until it was too late.) It was mostly those brands – Gymboree, Carter’s, Hannah Anderson, Oshkosh, Children’s Place, Healthtex among others..and even some snooty designer stuff that we were gifted here and there. (I’ve always said my kids dress better than I do. I suppose it’s The Mother’s Curse)
I took a day and a half of (precious) annual leave. Spent untold hours pulling all out, washing, sorting by size. Over two hours to set it all up. Up too early, to bed too late. Sunburn. I had taken it all to my parents’ house – the sale for my current neighborhood is after the move, the sale for my neighborhood-to-be was last month – as this weekend was the sale for their whole subdivision – their neighboorhood association was to advertise, lots and lots of sales around – perfect, no?
No. Advertising was crap. There was construction at one entrance so it was un-usable. We got almost no traffic (even just driving by looking for tools or whatever). I sold not one thing. NOT ONE THING. At yard sale prices ($1.00 a piece, basically – I price to sell) I had well over a grand in clothing – had I sold half, even at half of what I had originally priced, I would have made close to $500. So much for some money for the move. So much for gas money for godssake.
Needless to say, Sat. afternoon I got on the phone and called people I know with little girls. I have two enormous boxes (each) for Jennie, for Thea, for Sara. I have many enormous boxes taped up for Purple Heart – they pick up where my folks are, it’s a stack in their garage. I had to be rid of it all – there is no time to try again or consign anything or whatever. *sigh* (note: tear-down took 50% longer than set-up – I worked late into the evening. then had a beer. than another beer.)
I hate wasting my time. I hate being sunburned.