Lately, estate sales in the DC area have been very disappointing. Just from the listings, I can sense that they have loads of newer items, orientalia, and super-high-end collectibles and antiques. I'll leave those to the big-time dealers. I want the junkier sales, the "house is packed", "bring a flashlight", "50 years of accumulation" sales. I know I'll encounter the ubiquitous crusty barcalounger, 15-year-old Jello mixes, and more owl figurines than I feel comfortable with, but that's the price I pay (figuratively). With winter settling in, though, any self-respecting dealer needs to lower her standards even further.
Friday before work (and then during lunch) I hit 2 meh sales. The "lunch" one was one of the aforementioned "years of accumulation" sales. What DIDN'T this woman collect? There were packets of postcards (at $85 a pack), more animal figurines than anyone should have, and about 200 butterpats (too expensive for me, though). Probably 50+ cigar boxes, salt cellars galore, and cookbooks. Time was a-ticking, and I had to make my decision. Then I saw 2 baggies full of vintage salt/pepper shakers and the deal was sealed!
Yep, I'm now the proud owner of 42 vintage shakers for a grand total of $8 (math = .19 cents apiece)! And I think these are my favorites. As an avowed saltaholic, I'll sleep goooooood tonight.
The "morning" sale, however, was bizarre. At first, I was ecstatic that it was thrillingly within WALKING DISTANCE of my house (2 blocks). Yep, I pass by this house every single morning walking Cody. Often, when walking him (particularly at night), I fantasize about getting my grubby paws on some of these homes. Look at that amazing garden statuary! I can see those antiques through the window! This, however, was not one of those homes. At the risk of offending some readers, they have not-one-but-two PT Cruisers in their driveway. Not a good sign.
And guess what? It wasn't even an estate sale, but a "downsizing" sale. In my book, downsizing equals YARD SALE. As my sister said, "People don't seem to understand that 'estate sale' means someone DIED. Preferably someone who hasn't redecorated since the '40s." Word.