Today was an interesting day. I was asked to work an Estate Sale across town. So this morning I wake up bright and early, grab a cup off coffee and hit the road. The commute was 45min. so I was already behind. I should know by now that I need to prioritize time, but all who know me know that I am horrid at time management. I come from a long line of procrastinators, delayed, and stubborn women. What can I say? I’m proud of my roots.
So the whole ride there I could not stop thinking and imagining the vintage jewelry and the antique furniture and the old bound books and the sets of china and this and that, until I was overwhelmed by the possibilities. Yard Sales, Estate Sales, Garage Sales, Goodwill Sales…basically anything that says SALE! is what I break for and honk at. I’m a sensible chick who loves a bargain, but I have 5th Avenue taste on a Goodwill budget. What person wouldn’t like getting something for a discounted price? I mean think about it would you rather pay full price or get the same item for less?? Yes, my thoughts exactly. I mean we are all trying to save the green or as you would say the “cheddar”.
Finally I arrive at the sale & walk into the place. It was definitely not what I was expecting. Where were the massive pieces of furniture? Where were the jewels? And my goodness where were the vintage clothes?? I kept a smile acted surprised…well I kinda was, said hello and then went on an expedition. Most people travel all across the world to foreign lands with different dialects. I wouldn’t ever not want to travel and explore there, but I have to say my most rewarding expeditions were done in a Goodwill store. I have never walked away empty handed, without treasures, or been disappointed. I am not for one second ashamed of my centsible shopping. I am more than willing to teach you how to bargain and think everyone should shop at thrift or consignment stores. As they say small businesses boost the economy. “Buy local, stay local” is a good motto.
Anyways let me tell you about this Estate Sale. I got to hunting and saw that the rooms were themed!! Yes I said it. These people were WORLD travelers!! I walked right INTO the Africa room. Oh my my, was I ever in awe. There were gazelle skins, a cheetah tail, wooden masks, masks out of reed, ivory knives, tusks, wooden artifacts/novelties, wooden hand painted tables, Kenyan fabric, spears, shields for hunting, items from the Masai tribe, and an Elephant’s FOOT. The bottom of it’s foot had been taken, treated, and dried. Oh my it was huge but gorgeous in its design. I wish I had taken a picture of it, but it just looked like dry desert ground. All of these things came from their travels. & As the daughter told me, all of these items were NOT from Pier One or Home Goods. All of these items were purchased in Africa. They came from all over it; east, west, north and south.
There was also an Asian room…but my heart did not jump at most of those items. My heart belongs in Africa. I will say though her collection of vintage purses, clothes, textiles, & shoes were remarkable. Such an eclectic woman. We would have been friends.
The sweet couple who had passed (which is why they were having a sale) had actually lived in ALL of the places the items had come from. The husband was a doctor and his job enabled him to take a month off of work EACH & EVERY summer after they were married and settled into their jobs. They were missionaries wherever they went. They had traveled to Kenya, Ghana, South Africa, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Israel, Lebanon, Costa Rica, Dominican Republic, and Japan. Those are just the ones I can remember. Needless to say they outlived their lives.
But the question I propose is, what do you buy/use your “treasures” for? To put on the shelf to collect dust (like I am known for) or To share your treasures and gift of hospitality with others (like I want to do)? I am more convinced now that I need to bring out my favorite china for my girlfriends on a Friday night with cheesy pizza. I need to share my antique 1920 books with anyone who likes to read. Dear friends, I apologize for my selfish heart. I have been collecting things for myself for YEARS. I have box after box of my treasures that I would honestly cry if I had to separate with, but what good are they if I never use them? Things are not meant to be on shelves, things are meant to be used an worn out; anything else just takes up space and turns into clutter. I can never take them with me when I die. I don’t want any dust over here so feel free to enjoy my treasures as much as I do, sweet friends.
This also applies to your knowledge; whether that is specific or broad, use it. Share your gifts of knowledge and wisdom with others. I don’t know about you, but I love to learn. So there has to be others like myself. Share what you know, because you never know how much it will mean to someone else. Plus, that is how we have history, artifacts, and family stories as well as bible stories. Expand your own wisdom by asking questions. Be generous in your knowledge & wisdom.
In love & inspiration,