My poor sad little Etsy. When I put it on vaca this summer...it withered and almost died. LOL. Poor little thing!
But, I did get to do some Estate Sale shopping over the summer, so I'm slowly stocking the shop back up. If you want to see anything, check it out here!
And when the door opens...the MAD rush begins. I'm not kidding. You would think there where free gold bars inside the way everyone scrambles and pushes to get in. An Estate Sale. It ain't Filene's Basement people...its an Estate Sale.
Granted there are good deals to be had. Yes, indeedie! But, that by no means should justify the frenzied grabbing of goods and foot stomping. Foot stomping you say? YES. I've had to announce loudly, "if one more person stomps my foot...I'm gonna start kicking shins people!". And thats just amongst the peeps that I know (usually other dealers). There were giggles...but I was serious.
And grabbing of goods? Count yours truly amongst that action at the last sale. Sandra pointed me in the direction of a area of vintage sewing notions (my personal fave), as another shopper approached, I whipped out a plastic bag and just started showing things into. No matter what. If it was vintage and sewing, it was MINE. Hey, at least I did'nt stomp his foot.
Cause personally, at some point in my much later life, I plan to start jettisoning stuff out of my house, faster than a Sea Captain throwing cannonballs off of a sinking ship. At that point, I'm don't think I'll be shopping for more old junk.
And hopefully, lots of really older people will come and shop.
And we will hold the foot stomping to a minimum! :)