Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Weird Sale - Great Goodies!

The other day I ran across a yard sale where a guy was selling quite a bit of old furniture and yard items. I got a metal glider and a couple of metal chairs for my mom to go on her patio. When I went back to pick them up with Hubby, the guy invited us to go through his house to see if there was anything else we might be interested in. Oh my god, was that interesting.

This guy is a hoarder. He had boxes and boxes and piles and piles of stuff in every room of his house. I mean EVERY ROOM. There were 78 rpm records from the 40's (Tex Ritter!), collections of brass instruments, assorted "see no evil" monkey figurines... And a whole lot of junk to go with the cool stuff. We quickly decided we couldn't do the monumental task of actually looking at everything justice (plus, Hubby doesn't like digging through people's stuff, even when asked to do so), so we left. But I vowed to return!

The next day my mom and I went back prepared to scrounge. After two-and-a-half hours of going through every box that looked interesting (and that we were capable of getting to), and surveying all the furniture in the house, we came away with a few things. I ended up with a little box of sewing notions, some costume jewelry, a few vintage ties, a nice Haeger pottery bowl, a ton of vintage buttons, an old crocheted doily, a milk glass jar, and some old cabinet door handles. I also have two large cabinet doors and two small ones in the garage waiting to be repurposed. I tell you I don't know how that guy has managed it, but he doesn't have any place to sit in that house. Really - now that I'm thinking about it... there are no empty chairs. Weird.
There was quite a bit more stuff I would have taken, but just don't need right now. But, I know where he lives...








3 comments:

casserole said...

OMG, you lucky dog!!! One of my recurring fantasy dreams is the neverending yard sale... The sale where you enter one room of someone's house and the piles keep yielding treasure after treasure, and nothing is priced more than $1. I usually wake up feeling exhausted.

Denise Felton said...

Oh, wow! What a find! I am so jealous! Maybe Annie and I need to make a field trip up there...:)

idyll hands said...

I'm still frightened by thoughts of someone's house from the past. We talked about it yesterday... so you know the one.