I have one photo from the Prairie Girls sale this weekend and it doesn’t show much of what we had, but take my word for it…………….it was a doozy.
From the minute I pulled the garage door up at 7:30 it was crazy. The first few people were dealers. Jerks of great magnitude. One guy told me I was charging retail prices. Oh, so let me get this straight………….you want everything dirt cheap so you can charge retail prices.
It never slowed down the whole day. Someone even wanted to buy a hanging basket of impatiens that I had bought the day before at a nursery. I answered dozens and dozens of questions about my hydrangeas. I have no secret. I do nothing to them. Now how ’bout some handsome vintage picnic baskets? I bartered and got the better end on some deals and the losing end of others. Every piece of furniture was gone by the end of the day.
Just when we girls thought we lost our picker’s eye………….our mojo was restored. So was our bank account. And our creative juices. And we’ll do it again and it will be just as grand.
Oh, and the best part? Nancy introduced me to an old friend of hers who just so happens to be the sister of Claire McCaskill. Senator Claire McCaskill from Missouri.
I told you everybody came.