Usually about this time of year I start to dream of summer. Going to garage sales. Finding fabulous things for a dollar. Eating bad hot dogs and delicious baked goods. Exploring Minneapolis neighborhoods with amazing older homes.
For those of you who don’t already know this, I hold an occasional sale out of my carriage house twice a year, in June and October. I have been doing this for a long time with my friend Sue, and recently Jeanne has joined in as well. We stock the sale with a combination of our garage sale finds and upcycled items we have created. A ‘curated garage sale’ is a good way to describe it. Or perhaps a poor man’s Junk Bonanza. You don’t have to pay to get in, and our prices are way lower.
It’s not fancy. I have so far refused to invest in any sort of improvements or permanent sale fixtures in the carriage house. Except for the $5 cubby hole unit I bought at a garage sale.
I haven’t even invested in tents because my really fabulous neighbor will loan them to me (I am putting this in here in an attempt to sweet talk her into continuing this valuable service because I know she reads my blog. Thanks nnK, really appreciate the use of the tents!).
In fact, most of the time the carriage house is a hot mess. Full of projects in progress, paint everywhere, dust coating everything.
I try to clear away cobwebs and sweep out most of the mess for the sale, but honestly, I’m not sure if anyone even notices. They are too busy looking at the goods! And we definitely have the goods!
But just now, in January, all of that seems so very far away. As does green grass. And outdoor picture taking.