Don't you think someone's yard sale is a sort of secret window into their little private world? Their aesthetic, the hobbies they discarded, what they think is valuable, that sort of thing? Wanna hear some of my dirty little secrets since y'all won't actually be here for my yard sale? Just a couple, mind you, since I'm in the throes of pricing and can only spare a minute.
Dirty secret #1: I opened an antique tin a little while ago that had a picture of a girl in Victorian dress walking a Pekingese on the front. Inside I found a long-dried hot pepper pod, a thumbtack, a little plastic bull that used to be attached to a cheap Spanish red wine I favored, and a wishbone. What kind of voodoo shit was that?
Dirty secret #2: I opened another tin out of the same attic box and found it still full of biscotti. That we'd bought in Venice on a trip, like, 4 years ago or something. I think I thought it would be interesting to hold onto them for someone to discover someday. Now? Ewwwwww!
Dirty secret #3: We are offering for sale no less than 42 wineglasses tomorrow! And 8 martini glasses! This is doubly shocking when I tell you that I'm only selling them because we have plenty more where that came from. These are just cabinet-clogging overflow. Drink much? Not as much as us, I bet.
That's all for now. Wish me luck with the crazies tomorrow!