The moving sale

This weekend we had our moving sale. It's been pretty hard having people in my yard poking through my things, bargaining with me for better prices on the things I've spent a life time collecting.

Most people have been really nice. They bought small things and chatted a bit. If they were nice I gave them a better deal. If they were buying books and obviously loved them I gave them a better deal.

I've also had some really shitty people stop by. One woman drove up in her Lexus. She had perfectly styled hair and manicured nails. He son asked me if all the pieces were there to a board game I was selling. They were and I told him so, but his mom told him I was lying so she wouldn't have to shell out two bucks. She picked her way through the yard looking for deals. She asked how much a U of A woman's sweat shirt was. I've only worn it twice and it was $32 new so I asked for $5. She made a disgusted noise and threw it down. I sold that same sweat shirt this morning for $3 to a lady who was super nice and living on a budget.

One man came by with his iPhone and told us how everything we were selling was mispriced. He looked up similar items on eBay to show us our errors. When we offered to match the eBay prices he said he wasn't interested.... He left after 20 annoying minute without a thing.

A friend dropped in this morning and didn't find anything she couldn't live without but she gave us a Starbucks card as a going away present. I'm really looking forward to a hot chai on the first morning we see snow.

We've done well. We've made almost enough to pay for the gas to get to Illinois. We still have more than half the stuff we started with for sale.

Still it hasn't been easy.