My sister called me yesterday to let me know that she was at an estate sale filled with craft supplies. Ooh, estate sale and craft supplies - two of my favorite things in the same sentence! My daughter was sick (and still is, though that's beside the point), so I couldn't take her with me. Which meant that I had to wait until today to go, when my husband was home from work.
Denise was kind enough to swing by and pick me up this morning. We got there right when it started, but were disappointed to find that much of it had been picked over yesterday. My sister reported hoards of people using the "snatch & grab" approach the day before. They were supposed to be putting some more stuff out, but apparently hadn't had a chance to do so yet.
Even though it wasn't quite all that we had hoped for, we dug around and we each found a little stack of interesting little treasures. It was at this point that I noticed a pair of small hardware chests. You know, the plastic cases with all the clear little drawers? I started opening them up and found that a couple of them included some items that held some possibility - 8 little gray miniature mice and 6 little plastic mushrooms.
The guy in charge saw me looking at these items and informed me that I could have the pair of chests for a mere $20.
Me: (squelching my desire to laugh at such a ridiculously high price) Umm, well, I was really only interested in a couple of things from there.
Dude: Well, I'm sure that a serious crafter will want these, then.
Me: (looking at Denise) You don't know any serious crafters, do you?
Denise: (purposefully not looking at me so as not to bust out laughting) Well, I know one.
Dude: (very helpfully, and apparently not getting the sarcasm) Well, give her a call then!
Needless to say, the little chests stayed at the sale. Apparently no serious crafters have been by.
hee hee hee
I did make it home with a cool vintage child's picture book, some gold & hot pink lame, a bit of printed fabric, a square of brown felt, and some large gold fake leaves. (I had plans to use the gold leaves as a background on a collage one day, but my sister informed me that the little glass balls for berries make them mildly collectable. Dang it, now I'll have to hoard them instead! )
Of course, while we were negotiating the asking price for all these goodies down to a somewhat almost reasonable price, dude informed me that I should go ahead and pay the dollar more that he wanted me to pay because, and I quote, "you're just gonna piss it away on the way home anyway." Seriously. For once in my life, I had no response.