Tomorrow the shoe is on the other foot - we will be the ones having the sale - not going to the sale. I am nervous as a cat about it. I have seen people be SO rude at sales. At my MIL's sale, the people were just awful - "Where's the gold?" "Where are the antiques?" "Where is the glassware?" Uh, poor people die too, ya know? When we got there, the people were lined up down the driveway. As we walked up to unlock the door, the first lady in line shoved The Breadman and said, "HEY! I am first in line." He dangled the keys in her face and said, "Then you might want me to open the door -huh?" We really should have thrown her off the property!
Everybody needs a life sized knight....right? I actually already had an email about him.
So much jewelry - not particularly vintage and not the good stuff - just lots of costume jewelry and lots of QVC Cubic stuff.
Anyway, we are ready for this sale to start and end. I have touched every single item in that house a thousand times. It is all just stuff to me now, although I think my Mom and Uncle might feel differently once stuff starts walking out the door. Me too, actually. Who knows.
Here's the website with all the photos: Estate Sale.
Wish us luck!