No pictures today. Haven’t had time to take any! In case anyone has been following the few posts I’ve made recently I thought I’d give a quick update. (Ha! Quick? Me?) The move out of the old shop is finished. We locked the doors for the last time at 5 minutes til midnight July 2. Two days after the goal.
There are approximately 30 storage tubs of booth worthy items. A 10×30 foot storage unit is packed with those, seasonal booth stuff and furniture waiting to be readied for the booths. I don’t have to shop for inventory for a long time. We… uh, hubby, Got bless him… hauled countless truckloads to the house for a yard sale. The amount of stuff grew and grew and grew. I had no idea. Where did it all come from? I pick and choose stuff to buy. How did I end up with so much crap?
A lot of things had been given to us and there were things from the remains of a few estates, but still. I was mortified at the amount of just plain ol’ junk. The past week was spent preparing for the Big A** Yard Sale. We started putting it out Thursday around noon, stopped about 9:00 that night, and still had stuff to put out Friday morning and again on Saturday. And I forgot the things I’d brought home from the booths that had worn out their welcome!
To give you an idea of how much stuff we had, there was maybe $100-150 of $20 items. The rest was under $5-10, with the majority, probably 80-90%, being 25¢. We pulled out just over $600 and still hauled 4 truck loads to the GW!!! Crazy, right?!
Let this be a lesson to you if you are or want to be a vintage/antique/junk dealer. Take care of things as you buy them. Don’t let them sit more than a week before they go to the place where they’ll be offered for sale. Get ‘em to that booth or on Etsy or eBay or wherever they’re going. They will breed and have babies.
And what do you think we did yesterday afternoon? Brought home the last of the stuff my late friend Lena’s family so kindly gave me. A truck and a 12′ trailer load. BUT… nothing came home with us that doesn’t have a place to go quickly! I went out to take pictures, but hubby had already unloaded most of it. He’s not as slow as I am.
On another note, I’ve decided to take a break from selling on Etsy. I’m too slow to list, which is the reason for all the storage tubs of booth stuff. I wanted it in my Etsy shop and at the same time have it housed at my booth in the local mall. The result was that I didn’t have enough in any of the booths and great stuff in storage. So at least until I get this all under control, no Etsy for me. (I stopped selling on eBay a couple of years ago.) Besides I had a harrowing experience during the move where I lost an item and the buyer was way less than pleased. If you go to my Etsy account and read the two negatives he left, you’ll get an inkling of the turmoil I was going through. But don’t even go look unless you’ve got about 10 minutes and the patience to read them. Sigh. It’s all blown over now, but my feelings are still deeply hurt.
That pretty much does it for the update. Now to recover from the move and the yard sale and get this house cleaned up! Find a new normal routine with blogging and readying things for the booths and homemaking. Sounds like much more fun that I was having.
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I took these pictures of my friend Teri’s booth at the Pickle Patch in Sylacauga a couple of weeks ago. She always has the neatest things, specializing in beautiful, creative painting.
The next time I went in, maybe as much as a week later, the booth was almost empty. It’s no surprise almost everything had sold! Way to go Teri!
These particular things may no longer be available, but they are typical of her work. If you’re in or visiting east central Alabama, try to make a stop by the Pickle Patch!
I will try from time to time to feature some of my favorite booths in the malls we’re in.
I’ve not been out buying much at all this year because… well… look at the previous post. I hardly need to. I’ve got to work out all the things causing the storage problem. Got to get it all in booths. And we are making progress! Deciding to bypass Etsy has made a huge difference. I can just slap a price on something and get it out of here. But there was a moving sale in my neighborhood last weekend that I knew I couldn’t miss. Prices turned out to be a bit more than I was willing to spend, but I still came home with some pretty good things. These are a few. I didn’t get pictures of everything. It was a case of didn’t get a lot, but what I got was good.
Then there was this little green tin.
I thought it was so cute! All blue-green and small and stuff. But when I got home, I discovered this written on the side in permanent marker:
Because these were inside:
So I’m estimating these letters and toolbox to be at least 35-40 years old. But the writing on the end will never do. I tried rubbing Goof Off on the writing and got the dark black off, but the writing remained, albeit faded. What did I do then? Something really stupid. Will I ever learn? I let the Goof Off sit. Whaaaaa!!!
Let my stupidity be a lesson to you all. Do NOT let Goof Off sit on paint. I know better! Another thing not to do with Goof Off? Don’t use it on brushed aluminum. It takes that brushed finish right off, too. Maybe the lesson here is to not use Goof Off. I used to always keep lighter fluid around for sticky residue, but have been out for ages. And yes, I know there are many other things to use. I’ve tried and used most of them. Hair spray might have worked on the permanent marker. It’s just that Goof Off was the only thing I had around that day and I was in a hurry.
We get on a road, following a plan, a plan that has deviated and become twisted, then sometimes we have to stop what we’re doing and reevaluate. I tend to get off balance. Like an unbalanced washing machine. I’ve had way too many irons in the fire and too many things going undone and plans not coming to fruition. I’ve had my Etsy shop that I was struggling to keep up with, booths in 3, yes three, antique malls. We have 3 booths in one of those malls alone! And we were still paying rent on the old b&m shop. Using it for storage until we could get the time and energy to reopen. That was the plan. Keep up 5 booths in 3 different cities, wanting to have a large Etsy store, and run an antique shop at least a few days a week. I took pictures of the shop last month in preparation of The Big Clean Up to get ready to open in June. Here’s a partial shot of one of the rooms:
I hear what you’re thinking out there. Gasp! She’s a hoarder! False. 99% of that is for sale. That’s what they all say. Well, in this case it’s true. Most of this was waiting to be put on Etsy before going to the local booth. How did it get to be such a mess? Ricky thought he’d put his woodworking shop in my shop, so I was moved to one, small side room. Quickly. Things were stacked in the beginning but, like hoarders, they started being tossed in, shoved in, strewn around, left that way… But he didn’t move his woodworking shop in there. He rented a building next door. And the mess expanded:
Now, you’ve got to know that weighs on your mind. Or it does mine. I might not even see the mess for a week, but it’s in my unconscious mind. Nagging me. But we had plans and I needed to get down there and get to work. But I haven’t yet.
Then one day last week I started thinking. Yes, it hurt. Why do you ask? I “was burdened” with the thought that it was time to let the shop go. We were never going to get around to cleaning it up and opening again. We were paying rent on something that was giving nothing in return and it’s not been open to the public in two years. As slow as I am it would take me the next 10 years to work all that stuff out. Yes, it was time. Ricky wasn’t home that morning, but when he came in, he made a bee-line to the room I was in and said, “I need to talk to you about something.” At first I was kinda scared the way he said that, all serious like, but when he said, “I think we need to let the shop go”, that burden was lifted! Keep in mind neither of us had mentioned this before. Both of us were proceeding with the plan to reopen. But when we were thinking the same thoughts, independently, all morning long and couldn’t get it off our minds… well, there’s no question that this is what we’re supposed to do.
There’s more to the story, more changes in the works, but I’m not ready to share all that. It’s still in the maybe this or maybe that stage. So to pay tribute to the little brick and mortar shop I had for a couple of years, here are some pictures (some that I could find quickly) of how it used to be:
(The same room as the picture above.)
We’re at it again. Opening another booth in a mall new to us, Angels in Opelika, Alabama. It’s a big ‘un. The mall and the booth. Both big. We’ve been working hard the past few weeks getting things ready to go in the booth, but kept having to put the stuff we were finishing into the booth at Longleaf in Alex City because stuff was selling out of there. So now, both booths are kinda bare looking. It’s all taking over our life. There is no life outside of building, painting, fixing, redoing… I’ve even been too tired to look at Pinterest at night!
Here are the pieces we put in Angels:
Stacked benches hubby built and I painted and a five sided table I painted and antiqued.
Before I go further, just let me remind you how much out of my comfort zone I am with painting. But ya do what’cha gotta do.
Adorable mid century nightstand in aqua with black legs.
Fab, mid century dresser in gray and white.
The picture does not show the original, faux wood graining of this chifferobe. It’s really pretty cool. —– Ha! I was trying so hard not to be in the full length mirror that I forgot the little round mirror. So there I am.
An accident happened during transport. Some wood was knocked off one of the legs. The top was messed up a bit, too. I’ll either have to take some chalkboard paint there to make the necessary repairs or bring it home. The picnic basket top is painted in chalkboard paint, too.
Took this picture before we left the house. An old door with original, chippy paint was cut in half. The panels were painted in chalkboard paint and old hooks were added at the bottom.
A bookcase hubby made, the half door coat rack again and an old tin Hoosier drawer. On the shelf of the bookcase is this little tote:
It’s a small tote with a Graphics Fairy image transfer. I wasn’t completely happy with the image transfer result. But guess what? It was the first thing to sell. I always wonder, when the first thing to sell is “some little something”, nothing special, if someone in the mall bought it to make us feel good, give us a start, or if they truly liked it? In this case I also wonder if they’re going to paint over it? LOL But I suppose it’s cute as is. I know I’m critical because I did it and it didn’t match the vision. But perhaps the … um… messiness of it gives it a more authentic look?
Anyway, if y’all are anywhere near Opelika come on by and see what’s next! We’re still working. Busy, busy, busy. Our booth is all the way to the left. When you walk in the mall, turn left and go as far as you can go. We’re the last corner booth on the right. Booth “OREO”. If I’d known that the name was going to be on the wall, I’d have thought of something more clever. Oreo’s our cat and was the first name that came to mind.
Don’t forget we’re at Longleaf in Alex City and the Pickle Patch Market in Sylacauga, too. We’re booth WC1 at Longleaf and 05 at the Patch. Just ask. And enjoy all the other booths, too! There are some great ones in all three malls. They make for fun outings.
My goodness! How quickly time flies and I get behind on blog posts! There were several sales going on last weekend and even Monday and Tuesday. I was out there, in the trenches, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Digging and hunting. Searching hard for the bargains and treasures. All the while trying to avoide the big and tall people who don’t see me and tend to bump into me and step on me and push in front of me…. Does that happen to you?
I haven’t photographed everything that was bought, but here are some of the things:
The wreath above is made from cotton husks. I’ll probably keep that to use in patriotic decorations. It’s not in great shape anyway.
Cool, Rubbermaid canisters and La Solana shakers. La Solana isn’t a big seller, but I always buy the pieces I find. It was a give away at a local drugstore and is a fond memory for me. I only collect the plates and cereal/soup bowls, though. And glasses, but those are very hard to find. So any other pieces are for sale.
A mid century snack set/cheese tray/fondue set/whatever and an ice bucket.
Mid century wood and marble lamps.
There’s a story about these candelabras. My friend Jeri called Sunday and said she was at an estate sale and I might want to come. Well, ya don’t have to twist my arm. I was off as soon as I could throw on some clothes and slap on a dab of makeup. Took me about 10 minutes, if that, to get out of the house. The sale was 45 miles from here and it seemed like it took HOURS to get there. When I finally, finally made it there and started looking around, I was shocked. The things that were actually priced were terribly high. I’m sorry, but I can’t pay $40 for something I can only sell for $20. Jeri whispered that they’d make deals, but she didn’t know just how good of a deal. She had a pile, but hadn’t asked how much yet. So I started a pile.
I was cautious. I really liked 3/4 of the things there, but just didn’t know what to do. When I was fairly satisfied that I’d got the things I thought I might could afford and asked how much, it was way, way lower than I expected so I went back for more. That’s when I decided perhaps I could get the candelabras. I’ve seen how much these things cost and know I’m not likely to ever turn loose of that much money to buy any for myself, so I’m probably going to keep these. Although, the money would certainly come in handy. Still… Why do I do this? So I can get pretty things for myself that I couldn’t otherwise afford. So there.
Monday took us to another estate sale. Prices were high and I don’t think I’ve got any pictures of the few things I bought there yet. This sale was our Dani’s first estate sale. Just 2-1/2 weeks old. We’re starting her off right. Carrying on the tradition. My grandmother, my mother, me, my daughter and now my granddaughter. All of us love(ed) the sales. Well, we don’t know if Dani loves them yet, but she slept the whole time and she doesn’t always sleep. Maybe she does like them. Everybody sure liked her!
I went to a few sales this morning, but that’s a tale for another day.
When I spotted this 8″ square piece of enamelware recently, I knew immediately it should be a magnet board. Normally, I’ll see something and think that needs to be in my stash. Surely I can think of something to do with it. Then years later, it’s still in my stash. But not this time. And I hopped right on the “project”! Of course, all I had to do was make some magnets and then stage the photo.
I’m trying to talk myself into selling this along with the magnets and recipe card. Even wrote up the description and put it on Etsy and in the store on my other blog (Just Vintage Home) but took it down a half hour later. (As I write this it’s even still on my Etsy feed on the right.) I’m enjoying it too much. Not even using it anywhere. It just makes me smile when I walk by and see it.
OK. I might as well get it over with. We have a girl grand-darling! I said on the last post that our daughter decided not to find out the sex of the baby until she was born. That made it so exciting at the time of the birth. So, let me introduce little Danielle Elizabeth.
This was day 2 and taken with my phone. The picture is not good, but the only one I have where she’s not scrunched up, crying, and wondering what just happened. When I’m with her, I’m too busy being with her to think of taking pictures.
Now that I have done my proud grandmother, look at my picture(s) thing, let’s move on to estate sales.
Before I went back to the hospital the second day, I was compelled to go to an estate sale. I don’t know the area very well and thought by the description that it was fairly close in. Not 20 miles out! But by the time I realized how far it was, I was already half way there and figured I might as well continue on.
It was midday, drizzling rain, and they didn’t have a lot to choose from. A few tables set up outside and stuff in the living room and dining room. They said they’d already sold a lot of stuff and I still came out with all this. (The pictures aren’t the best quality. The light was too low and I didn’t have the camera set correctly to compensate for that, so had to lighten in my photo editing software. I use the free Photoscape, by the way. And love it.)
A plastic butterfly serving tray, a milk glass reticulated bowl, a heavy glass leaf, a large, Floraline vase, and a small, silver plate pitcher of some kind.
A couple of cookbooks, a leather souvenir mug, a Reed and Barton, silver plate razor, a small Stangl plate, a tall silver plate glass (thought it needed a bird’s nest) and an old pickle jar.
Three milk glass reticulated plates, one plain, one with birds, one with flowers, and a Fire King hot plate.
A penguin ice bucket with Bakelite handles and a Godinger crystal bowl.
Also got two, tall, wire plant stands.
After I left, I kept thinking I should’a got this or why didn’t I get that? But there was no going back. I also wondered what I missed if these were the things left. Not really things I’d usually buy, but still OK. So, I felt guilty about not going straight to the hospital and glad I went to the sale at the same time. Figured it gave them some more alone time – if there weren’t any other visitors, but I believe there were.
One last picture. Erin would kill me if she knew I was posting it, so I’ll make it a small one.
I know she won’t agree, but how can somebody look so good almost immediately after giving birth?! I sure didn’t look that good.