Every March, like clockwork, I get a terrible case of Bronchitis. It used to require severaly trips to the doctor for antibiotics. But, since the invent of Muscinex, I can usually control it. It really just kicked in yesterday, so I'm not sure if the Muscinex can keep it under control or not. Currently I sound like a three pack a day smoker.
I've decided that while I can - I will keep up with my normal responsibilties and that, of course, includes thirfts and yard sales. I went to two this morning. One with a big green sign proclaiming GARGE SALE. Don't they realize how dumb that makes them look? How hard is it to spell GARAGE? I went to this paricular sale after reading in the paper that people should "BRING THEIR TRUCKS" and "DEALERS WERE WELCOME." They didn't have anything out of the oridanary and certainly nothing large enough to require a truck. In fact, the entire contents of the yard sale could have easily fit into one regular truck. I did buy DS a set of juggling balls (Note to self: Hide breakables), a set of four Tupperware Quick Shake keychains and two sets of hot rollers after hearing on Yardsalequeen Message Boards that they are good sellers. All in all, I spent $3.50.
There was a sale advertised as a "GIGANTIC 5000 SQ FT WAREHOUSE SALE" in the neighboring town. I wanted to go, but wasn't feeling my best and hadn't time to get all make-up upped (huh?) and make myself presentable for the day. But, what the hell, I felt like hell, I might as well look like hell. Besides, strangers don't know what you really look like anyway! When I got there, it was incredible. I have never seen so much stuff in my life. It was stacked to the rafters. Actually, it was not stacked at all - it was all nicely displayed like a huge flea market. Lots of shoes, purses and clothes but all displayed very nicely. Little vingnettes of tables, dishes, etc. It was very nice. But, although it was nicely displayed and plenty of stuff to eyeball - I left with very little. Perhaps it was the bronchitis making me not feel too whippy or the fact that I was seriously in need of a bathroom now before a sudden bronchitis induced coughing attack ensued and I, well, you know....
Anyway, I bought a little handmade wheelbarrow painted to look like a watermelon for $1.00, A cup that said something hokey on it for 25¢ (see that Bronchitis induced fog is setting in again), two old enamelware blue and white splotchy plates for 20¢ each, a handpainted bowl for 20¢, a wooden bowl for 20¢, a fabulous piece of tramp art - a jewelry box with a hidden compartment in the back, drawers and lots of oether cool features - all handmade and priced at $1.00. I have sold similar piecs for over $100.00 in the past.
I also bought a little nightstand or end table complete with a drawer. And I do mean little. It only stands 14" tall. It is handmade and very cute. I am not sure what the purpose of it is - but it intrigued me. I spent $5.00 on it and plan to list it on ebay after a little more research.
NOTE: I started this post on Friday morning after my adventure out. Since this, not only has Blogger refused and I mean REFUSED to allow me to post any pictures, but it has just generally been wagging it's tongue out at me - "Nana nana nana - you can't post any pictures." And the Bronchitis is kicking my a$$. It's in my head and my nose and my chest now making me very much NOT a happy gal. DH, who I will let you fill in what the "D" stands for today, has not been one itty bitty speck of help. Yesterday he managed to get off at noon, go out to eat, go visit his Grandma (I won't begudge him that one), come home and take a three hour nap, and then - AND THEN I SAID - he asked me "How was I?" "Did I need any medicine?" "Could he do anything to help me?" Well, you worthless piece of poop - I already went to TOWN and got my own medicine and I already DID everything there was to DO. And today he announced that he was going to watch the BASKETBALL game. So, I had to take DS to a birthday party and sit at the party looking all bedraggled and pathetically hacking and possibly infecting 14 of the Middle School's finest 5th graders while he sat on his non-Bronchital butt and WATCHED THE GAME.
But, I'm not bitter.
Baw-ha-ha!
Sorry you don't feel good. I get bronchitis too sometimes and it really does knock you on your tail. I'm amazed that you were able to go anywhere (but those yard sales do call, don't they!!!). I know what you mean about DH watching games, but since my team (UNC) won the ACC Tournament today and my DH did not (DUKE)I am happy and will cut mine some slack. GO HEELS!
ReplyDeleteHope you feel better soon. Libby
Your finds sound neat! Bet if you had been more "on your game" you would have totally cleaned up! Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteAwww...I hope the bronchitis gets under wraps for you soon....hugs...you should have gotten some TLC from DH, but then again, we all know what the D stands for 80% of the time for all of us so it's not surprising basketball came first. GRRRRR. Anyway, like your post says, just let EVERYTHING be damned and get some relaxation in!
ReplyDeleteOn the trhift note, I probably would have had a coronary at the warehouse sale! I've been there done that though when you have to use the facilities, even thrifting will have to wait!
Don't you hate when they advertise like it's a going out of business sale,when in reality it's barely a sidewalk sale! I for one wouldn't waste my time if I was the seller, unless I had enough stuff to make it worth my while to stand outside for several hours.
Do you have a link to your ebay sales???
lucy
Hi Shara - Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteIf it were me that was sick, I would cuddle up next to DH and hack all over him while he was trying to watch the STUPID game.
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Hi Shara...azbax from ysq here! I hope you get to feeling better! DD has had that recently and ended up having to get antibiotics and other good stuff to knock it out! Get some rest and take care of you!
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