I'm sure you'll drop over in shock when I tell you that my mom and I went to our local Flea Market this morning to sell. Yep, I know what a huge shock and it wasn't even my idea. Willing without prodding my mom started going through things in the hallway yesterday sorting, and pricing while I worked on our 3rd floor. It was amazing how much stuff we really had just lying around. Our neighbor Ty, about 15, came over to help take things down to the main floor and gathered a few of the mega block toys and some other items from the basement.
It really helped pricing things before hand and really it took no time at all to get things ready. I was really expecting it to be more be more pain stacking then it was. Our new neighbors, who had just moved in this week, even came over and bought a few things before we packed up the van.
So on our first day of gathering we already sold an 4 IKEA coffee mugs, a 6pc blue decorative plate set from TJ MAXX, jeanette rose plates, vinttage Jeannette china Desert Rose pattern, vinage canister set and an IKEA Knife block,
It wasn't long after they headed back next door that we started to load up the van. For as bad as everything looked in our living room once we packed everything in the van it didn't look like much; however after gathering a few more items before we headed to bed and in the morning the van was jammed packed with money making potentials.
My alarm sounded around 6 this morning and I was a bit nervous since there was no sign of movement from my mom. However, by the time I finished my shower my mom was already downstairs gathering the items from the living room and loading them in the van.
Once everything was loaded and our snacks packed we made our way a few miles down the road. We were unsure we were even in the right placed since there were no signs except for a camper show, but once we round the corner and felt a litter better until we had a short moment of did we miss a cut off time to pay to enter since there was no one at the toll houses; however once we passed through and asked a seller he directed us to the man in charge of lot assignments and after paying $15 for 2 spaces we rounded the market to find the best spot and ended up at the same spot we originally thought about taking.
Before we started setting up a few early birds came over asking up questions who were looking for jewelry and other trinket items; however we had none of the asking. We mainly brought mega block toys, doggy accessories and walking items, some vintage items, a small amount of baby clothes, and some other miscellaneous items.
We filled up a both parking spaces, which also included our van taking up the back half of the two spaces. We sold a good bit in the beginning and towards 10am, but it was mostly dead and even the people we saw walking along didn't have much in purchases. Oh, yes and I can't forget to mention that I had two guys make a move. Yep, totally not lying. I was just wearing my daily yoga pants and a modern large floral top and some makeup; nothing fancy. The first gentleman was older about my grandfather's age who bought a truck with mega blocks for a neighbor kid and an adjustable dog bowl set for the stray cats near his house. I had walked over to his van carrying some of the items he bought to be helpful. Plus he was walking with a cane so he didn't have much in free hands to make this in one trip. Before heading back to the van he asked me when would be the next time I would run into him and mentioned about getting my number and I chucked. I mentioned that I enjoyed his conversation and we could talk again the next time we are both set up at the market, but politely mentioned that getting my number wasn't going to happen. I chucked the whole way back to our set up and mentioned it to my mom. He seems safe, but it never hurts to inform those around you about men making moves that you've turned down especially just in case.
Oh, yes and a few hours later a man in his 30s came over to me and handed me a note and said it was from his friend at the set up a few lots down. He also said that he waiting until I was away from my mom to hand me to the note so he didn't offend my mom. It was a bit odd and felt a little like 2nd grade so it caught me off guard, but I opened up the letter and read it.
If your curious, here's what it read:
If you didn't guess from my note above I did mention it to my mom, as again, you never know what type of people are out there so it's good to share situations like this.
I also had my mom not to long after our conversation walk around the market and see who my potential admirer was. She didn't approve. Although, my curious nature wasn't satisfied with her opinion and wanted to see for myself, so I wondered around the market again and ended up heading over there when being flagged by the young man who gave me the note. I talked with the two of them and they seemed very nice, however, I did tell them a small white lie and mentioned that I was married. The gentled seemed like a nice guy, but still a bit older then I would go for and not my type so it just seemed easier that way. I'm sure God will forgive me of my lie this time and not judge me to harshly.
I didn't leave the market unscaled and brought home 2 small vintage finds that only stole $3.25 from our profits. One of the items is a brass cottage house and picket fence key holder that will work beautifully for our spare keys. The second item is a daisy kitchen timer by Mark Time that I've actually been eying on etsy for the last year. My preference is the mustard color, but for $3 I will enjoy having the beige and brown option and using it when it times for our 15 minutes of declutting.
Throughout the morning I jotted down a list of the items we were selling so at the end we could talley up our earnings have an exact account of what we made instead of estimating what we think we sold and made.
Before we started setting up a few early birds came over asking up questions who were looking for jewelry and other trinket items; however we had none of the asking. We mainly brought mega block toys, doggy accessories and walking items, some vintage items, a small amount of baby clothes, and some other miscellaneous items.
We filled up a both parking spaces, which also included our van taking up the back half of the two spaces. We sold a good bit in the beginning and towards 10am, but it was mostly dead and even the people we saw walking along didn't have much in purchases. Oh, yes and I can't forget to mention that I had two guys make a move. Yep, totally not lying. I was just wearing my daily yoga pants and a modern large floral top and some makeup; nothing fancy. The first gentleman was older about my grandfather's age who bought a truck with mega blocks for a neighbor kid and an adjustable dog bowl set for the stray cats near his house. I had walked over to his van carrying some of the items he bought to be helpful. Plus he was walking with a cane so he didn't have much in free hands to make this in one trip. Before heading back to the van he asked me when would be the next time I would run into him and mentioned about getting my number and I chucked. I mentioned that I enjoyed his conversation and we could talk again the next time we are both set up at the market, but politely mentioned that getting my number wasn't going to happen. I chucked the whole way back to our set up and mentioned it to my mom. He seems safe, but it never hurts to inform those around you about men making moves that you've turned down especially just in case.
Oh, yes and a few hours later a man in his 30s came over to me and handed me a note and said it was from his friend at the set up a few lots down. He also said that he waiting until I was away from my mom to hand me to the note so he didn't offend my mom. It was a bit odd and felt a little like 2nd grade so it caught me off guard, but I opened up the letter and read it.
If your curious, here's what it read:
If you didn't guess from my note above I did mention it to my mom, as again, you never know what type of people are out there so it's good to share situations like this.
I also had my mom not to long after our conversation walk around the market and see who my potential admirer was. She didn't approve. Although, my curious nature wasn't satisfied with her opinion and wanted to see for myself, so I wondered around the market again and ended up heading over there when being flagged by the young man who gave me the note. I talked with the two of them and they seemed very nice, however, I did tell them a small white lie and mentioned that I was married. The gentled seemed like a nice guy, but still a bit older then I would go for and not my type so it just seemed easier that way. I'm sure God will forgive me of my lie this time and not judge me to harshly.
I didn't leave the market unscaled and brought home 2 small vintage finds that only stole $3.25 from our profits. One of the items is a brass cottage house and picket fence key holder that will work beautifully for our spare keys. The second item is a daisy kitchen timer by Mark Time that I've actually been eying on etsy for the last year. My preference is the mustard color, but for $3 I will enjoy having the beige and brown option and using it when it times for our 15 minutes of declutting.
This was about 1/3 of what we had brought with us so overall I'm very happy with our results and we plan to attend next Sunday and the last market on the 25th and hopefully we can eliminate more items from our vast array of clutter and earn enough money to repoint our basement brick foundation. We did eliminate a few awkward items and giving new life to our unused items. Now someone else can enjoy some second hand love.
What are some of your favorite finds from flea markets?
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