Early morning is the best time to hit the streets in search of yard sale signs. My husband is the morning person, so he laughs when I actually get up before him and put the coffee on. By 7:15 we are in the truck searching for the elusive sign.... huge sale, estate sale, garage sale, yard sale....
Found a wonderful crate of clocks at a yard sale recently...just as the man was unloading them. A whole box of ancient kitchen clocks in shades of green, red and cream. You never know what you will find. This week I cleaned up a few and put them in the booth to add a splash of color to my Valentine's display.
Climbing in and out of the truck, driving up and down the streets, loading and rearranging treasures, it all just takes time and perseverance. And some days it all pays off. Other days we come up empty handed and head to Sonic for breakfast burritos, knowing that next weekend the hunt probably will be better.
