Memorial Day weekend in Wolfeboro means an abundance of yard sales – two columns’ worth in the local newspaper. A co-worker and I made a plan of attack and set out early this morning to see what we could find.
(Two days ago she said to me, “You know, we have a pickup truck … I was thinking of bringing it so we’d have room to buy more stuff.” I like this girl.)
It took us two hours just to get out of Tuftonboro, where we both live. There were sales set up everywhere. We saw antique furniture, old books, an iron baby crib, tons of toys, CDs and videos, Christmas items, and a box of Fiestaware for $250. We found we like the same things, so it pretty much was first-come-first-served. If she saw it first, it was hers. Fair enough.
I came away with an antique mirror for $10, an old glass canister marked “coffee” for $4, and a half-dozen other items for a dollar or less. My co-conspirator bought some great fabric, a piece of furniture with a marble top, a big lighted Christmas display ($3!), an old Coke bottle in a size I’d never seen before, and something neither of us could identify but we both wanted it. Gotta love that about yard sales – you never know what you’re going to find, even if you still don’t know what it is.
And we DID fill the pickup.