Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Stuff and Junk

When you have an estate sale, you get to sell your stuff.

And your junk.

And your Mumsie, if you're lucky.

(Just kidding, Mumsie.)


You -- meaning you-Mumsie, not you-you  --

-- you have the peeps in . . .

. . . you beg the peeps to come in . . .

. . . and you sell them your stuff-and-junk . . .

. . . and you hope they buy the ancillary stuff-and-junk while they're at it.

Yeah, I know. They never buy enough of the stuff-and-junk, and you're left with all the leftover stuff-and-junk.

But amidst all that ubiquitous stuff-and-junk . . .

Sometimes you find treasures.

4 comments:

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Holy mother of mercy. That is a LOT of things.

Hope the Mumster made a killing!

xoxoxxo

Jacquie

Beth said...

Did someone buy the orange/brown glassware set (dishes and cordial glasses)? I might just have picked up that specific stuff-and-junk.

Love Mistah's find. But, um, how old is that there stout? Oh, I guess he likes the growler that it's in, huh?

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Good eye, Beth. That's Mumsie's Depression Era china -- the nicest thing for sale!

And Mistah's holding an *empty* beer holder, from Way Back When we we brewed the magical stuff ourselves.....

E.

Beth said...

Love that depression era glass! It was probably a great deal too. I probably don't even want to know what it went for. Ah well. You can't buy all the stuff-and-junk in the world....

xo
b