After 10 years of marriage, after 6 1/2 years of home ownership, we are taking the big leap: we're having a garage sale.
We've spent the last ten hours putting everything together, pricing it, wiping the dust off it, organizing it into categories ('No, the electronic department is over there! This is the housewares!"). My conclusion before we even open tomorrow: so totally not worth the effort. Maybe I'll change my tune if we bring in bucket loads of cash. Maybe.
I don't know anything about garage sales since I've probably been to 10 in my life. I suspect this has put me at a disadvantage in pricing items. I look at the ice cream maker, the panini grill, the electric keyboard and think, "Well, whatever anyone pays me will be more than I would have gotten by giving to it Goodwill." Also, I'm not good at the bargaining thing. I can already imagine the awkward conversations:
Strange person: "You want $4 for this? For this? How about I give you fifty cents?"
Me: Um, whatever. Just don't come back and egg my house.
I just wrote that and got a serious panic attack. Strangers. Wandering around my garage. Eh.