Ok, so I wake up early, can't sleep and I put on my headphones to shut out the world and crawl back under the covers. Shortly thereafter, I realize that Eggbert is up and peering over at me to see if I am awake. "You wanna go to an estate sale?" No I take that back. What he said was "Do you want to go to a barn sale," His words, not mine. Well, naturally I was agreeable, so up I flew and off we went. This being the 4th day of the sale and Sunday, we figured we were pretty safe. Everything good will be picked clean. We won't be as tempted to spend any money. Right. As we walk up to the sale he whispers "That's what I'm talking about." Spread out before us was a huge, massive amount of stuff. I assumed that I was going to be looking at plenty of dirt covered old tupperware or cheesy looking furniture. Instead I was confronted with this:
It was this very large property that had a barn and many, many sheds. Sheds that are still full of stuff according to the very nice family in charge. I should have known that we were in trouble when I casually inquired about this pair with the large dangly things. I just assumed that they would be expensive. Especially because they were still there Sunday morning right? Wrong! $5!! For the pair! No chips. One crystal missing. A little paint loss. Both beauties were covered in about an inch of dirt. You should see them shine now that they've been scrubbed clean. Then Eggbert found these lovely ladies for 5 cents each. "Interested in these?" he asks. Funny guy. Then there was this:
Similar in style and material as one of those turn of the century jewelry casket thingys. Thingies? This one is a planter I think. It has a removable lining. Oh yeah! 50 cents. Imagine my glee. I also wanted these two oil paintings but Eggbert went all manly on me and told me no. His argument was that I have way too much to put up on my walls already & hardly a thing up on the walls. No argument there. He's right. When we got home Paul told me that he thinks someone was buying the one with the two girls as we were leaving. Why did he have to go and tell me that? Now I'm really going to be tortured and wishing that I had stood my ground. Those big eyes are going to haunt me forever.
I was barely peeking into this box at the estate sale when one of the ladies in charge of pricing came up beside me and said "You can have the whole box for $1." Ok. So I looked no further and home with me it went. Soon as I could I eagerly dug into it and lo and behold! I found all of them: And lots of little houses. Pink ones. Blue. Green.
Oh yes, I know that they are goofy as can be but aren't they fun? This was one of those wonderful, once in a blue moon, great stuff, great prices sale. The folks there told us that they had tons of people stop on by the last few days. Can you just imagine what must of been there before us? We had so much fun treasure hunting & poking about, that I feel like sending them a thank you card. We gave each other a high five as we drove away. Boy am I lucky. My husband is just as nutty as I am. Ain't life grand?