Thursday my son told me he had a brilliant idea; he wanted to have a yard sale. The only thing I can blame it on was me forcing him to watch The Men Who Built America. I blame it on young Rockefeller who sold candy to the other children.
Why couldn’t he have wanted to do something else? I hate yard sales! We spent 3 1/2hrs going through his toys separating the ones he wanted to get rid of from the ones he wanted to keep. Then separating those into functioning and broken.
While I applaud my son wanting to earn money for new toys by selling his old ones; I hate yard sales.
First you wake up early and get set up. While setting up you have the professional buyers who scour neighborhoods trying to find stuff before everyone else even wakes up. This led to my son losing a lot of money. He inadvertently sold an entire bag of toys for 2$ instead of 2$ each (they were large toys that still worked) because he doesn’t speak Spanish and his dad was busy pulling toys out of the garage. No one realized what happened until the old woman grabbed the bag and wondered off.
After he finally got set up he did a little better besides the people who kept demanding that we bring more stuff out. What part of ‘no mas’ and ‘it’s the boy’s yard sale’ did they not understand? That’s the problem of living on a Spanish speaking border when you know only a spattering of German; language barriers.
On the upside my son will learn a few lessons.
- I’m still not giving him an allowance
- No I still won’t buy him toys beyond special occasions
- Have an eye in the back of your head when dealing with customers
- Don’t be afraid to demand the money for the goods
- Earning your own money feels good
- Getting rid of your old junk gives you more room for new junk
But despite the valuable life lessons he’s (hopefully) learning; I still hate yard sales!