Phaedra and I enjoyed yesterday one of the great American pastimes: the garage sale. Not only did we purify our garage (thank God), we met our neighbors and talked to very interesting people (one of whom, a vintage 1960s hippie lady, allowed her dog to pee right under a rack of clothes). We also sat in the afternoon sun until we wilted and turned into finely crafted bad attitudes.
We're glad we did it, though. It was my first. There's a lot of work that goes into these things, good gravy, and you have to navigate some tricky garage sale culture issues. But we made mad money (my favorite phrase of the day). We got rid of stuff. We put to practice a principle that hopefully will mark the rest of our lives: simplify, simplify, simplify.
And at day's end, we celebrated our accomplishment by donating all the un-sold items to Goodwill and then getting Thai take-out to accompany our watching of the movie THE KITE RUNNER--which left us thoroughly devastated and in the worst conditions in which to fall asleep.
Here are a few pictures from the day.
Getting things set up early morning. We wanted things organized and we thought about traffic flow. We were aiming for a happy customer experience. We even put on an all-80s and 90s radio station. I've told Phaedra I really want the city of Austin to hire me to re-arrange all its traffic lights. I have a thing about illogical, dumb traffic lights. But for today, we cared only for mad deals on rad steals.
Total thumbs up. I'm off to put up signs around the neighborhood. I've got my backpack full of cardboard signs and the bike pack equipped with hammer and nails. I'm ready to announce good news: a 1 dollah shangri-la.
My padre counting the mad money. Shaun Fox walking off with one of my fine shirts.
Artsy folk inspecting artsy ware.
Eli Santostefano lets me borrow his Speed Racer helmet and shows me how to put three fingers in a very chill way. He does a much better job of chillin' than I do.
One of our many satisfied customers of the day.
Phaedra impressionistically waiting for someone to buy something, for the love of zeus.
Phaedra stands heroically, at the end of a long day, over all un-sold items the color red .