Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Yard Sale-ing is Evidently a Verb

I'm curious to know what your thoughts are on yard sales.

My neighborhood has an annual yard sale, and some years we participate and some years we don't. This year we did, in large part because Addie had gone through a monster growth spurt and designer duds from Hollister, Abercrombie, and Aeropostale were overflowing the house. What bothered me, though, was that the people that came in droves (and once word of the teenage girl clothes sitting in piles on a table in my driveway broke, the droves were intense) did not appear to be people that couldn't afford to shop at those insufferable stores.

However, the article from my local news station linked above made me think about it a little bit differently. Maybe the people that shop at yard sales are the smart ones--they're able to make it look like they went to the "right" stores (and I don't just mean the teenage apparel stores, although I'm moderately appalled that I've raised a material girl) without spending the requisite money.

I was raised by a mother who thought shopping at a yard sale was akin to begging for change in the street. I've found that, despite steps I've taken to educate myself and open my mind, the values I was raised with are still there, albeit down pretty deep. Still, this report made me think.

Some of my friends "go yard sale-ing" for fun in the spring and fall. I might just join them this year ... after all, you never know what you might find.