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Makin’ Money!


My husband and I were invited to bring our garage sale items over to my sister-in-law’s parent’s home for a neighborhood garage sale. No need to hang our own signs or advertise? Heck yes!

We arrived at 7:15 and sold a good portion of the items by 9:30 – mostly because my husband will sell you just about anything for a dollar.

I was getting a bit agitated at my husband’s negotiating skills (he’ll agree to any price as long as he doesn’t have to cart it back home) and was considering saying something but decided to keep my mouth shut and trust his judgment.

We arrived at my sister-in-law’s parent’s home with a full sized truck bed and back seat full of items. We left with over $120 and a small container of leftover items for Goodwill donation. Perhaps my husband knows what he’s doing after all.

After dropping the items at Goodwill, we recycled several huge boxes of plastic and aluminum bottles we’ve been collecting and nabbed another $98.

My husband can now do cartwheels in his empty garage (trust me, he did) and we netted over $200 for less than 4 hours of work.

The Craigslist Trifecta…


There are three statements your like to hear buying Craigslist goods…

‘I’m remodeling’
‘I’m cleaning out my garage and don’t have room’
‘My wife isn’t home and I can’t remember how much she said to sell it for but I’m sure we’ll figure something out.’

I had been watching for deals on Craigslist for much needed baby supplies for a couple months but hadn’t found anything. I’m not picky… but I’m not particularly interested in your great aunt Myrtle’s crib that is ‘in great shape – but missing a few semi-important parts.’

Then, one lucky Thursday morning, I found ‘the one’. It was a crib in the perfect color, great condition, and offered at a reasonable price.

My husband and I went to take a look on Friday and the seller said, ‘I’m remodeling our home and I want to get rid of everything. I’m storing the remodeling supplies in my garage and don’t have room for all this baby stuff. My wife is not here, but I kinda remember how much she said she wanted.’

Cha-Ching! I hit the Craigslist trifecta.

He opened his sparkling clean garage and in a carefully covered corner was a stack of baby items.

The heavens opened and I heard the Hallelujah chorus.

The seller kept piling items into my husband’s truck until we had no more room. What did we escape with?

A travel system stroller, car seat, and base, nearly brand new with all the manuals and a note that read, ‘This car seat has never been in an accident, has not been recalled, and has never been placed in a shopping cart’ (Hmm. Someone is a little OCD like me!).
A heavy duty crib and a new mattress with the manuals and the orthopedic information on the mattress.
Adorable spotless bedding for a baby boy.
A medium duty stroller for when the travel system stroller gets too heavy.
A toddler car seat that read ‘This car seat has never been in an accident and has not been recalled’.
A Red Flyer wagon with off-road tires and wood siding straight from the box.

All for $170.

The wife called just before we left. From our end, we heard…

‘Yes. They decided to buy the crib and stroller.’
‘How much?’
‘ Oops. They already paid.’
‘I gave them the other stroller and toddler seat too.’
‘Oh. Well, it’s already in their car.’
‘No. That’s rude.’
‘Sorry. It’s gone honey.’
‘They are driving off right this second.’

He hung up. ‘Whelp. I’m in trouble. But it’s worth it. I’ve got space! Have a great day guys.’

And off we went.