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-- Storage Heroes

I'm baaaaack!

Hey y'all,  Rebecca here!
  It's been almost a year, but I've been busy selling storage unit items all fancy and new at Fox It Up!  check out http://www.foxitup.net or www.facebook.com/foxitup1  for more information.

It's been a privilege to continue to buy units & estates, and even more fun helping others learn to craft & get cheap items to repurpose (as well as an endless supply of gift bags, paint, brushes, wrapping paper and bows), but I miss writing, and I think that's really the one thing I've always done better than everything else.  Back to basics.

Storage Heroes is going through a restructuring process where there will be lots more people helping, in different cities, with different things (auction buying, estate buying, garage sale liquidation, organization, and blogging/writing).  With the extra help I'll be able to focus on the things you love most  (photographs & books & blogs) and I'll still be able to get material for all of the things mentioned above without feeling like I'm going crazy.  If you feel like you'd like to work for Storage Heroes as a buyer or seller or driver or mover, feel free to e-mail storageheroes at gmail.com for more information.  You can also contact me via the Facebook page.

There will be more blogs and letters coming soon, but just know that I'm back around and they will be coming more frequently.

That's it for now but I do want to leave you with this story because it's amusing to me:

The other day I was calling estate sale liquidators in Baton Rouge to help with an estate that we took on several months ago but have been having problems (issues with transportation, warehouse space, company restructuring, the estate being over 80 miles away, etc) getting it liquidated as easily as the client needed, so I was making some phone calls to some local companies to see if someone else was more capable of handling it.   I spoke to lots nice people, many who recognized me from auctions, or the blog, or garage sales, as well as a few new contacts that I'll be happy to add to my rolodex.  And then I got to this one particular woman who from the very beginning seemed, a little off.

Here's a SNIPPET of our phone conversation:

Her:  HELLLLOO????
Me:  Hi is this _____ with ____ company?
Her:  YES!
Me:  Okay, my name is Rebecca with Storage Heroes, and I'm calling because I..
.Her:  You are WHO with WHAT?!
Me:  Rebecca, with Storage Heroes, and I
Her: WHAT???
Me:  Is there a bad connection?
Her:  No.
Me:  Can you hear me?"
Her: Yes.
Me:  Okay, well I don't understand the problem, but my name is Rebecca with Storage Heroes and I...
Her:  WHO?????  WHAT???
Me:  Sigh.   Do you buy estates?
Her:  YES!
Me:  I have a company that buys estates like you do in New Orleans and I have an estate in Baton Rouge that I'd like liquidated.  Do you do that?
Her:  WELL,  I can have a sale there next weekend!!!!
Me:  No, we've already exceeded the number of sales allowed by permit, plus the house is going to closing so we really just need the estate liquidated.   If you don't do that, I can call some other people.
Her:  I do everything (or something ridiculous like that).

Anyway, it went back and forth like that for several unproductive minutes, with her telling me how wide open her schedule was for May (although she was trying to make it sound important by saying how many clients she had),  and at one point she actually had the audacity to try to explain to me what an ESTATE SALE is.

Her:  You see... an ESTATE SALE is when you sell items from a person who has PASSED, in their HOME.
Me:  I know what an estate sale is.  I told you I was an estate sale company, like you.  Plus, I do that.  I'm really seeking someone to move the contents of this home somewhere else to resell.
Her: I don't DO THAT.  Let me explain to you what an ESTATE SALE is.
Me:  That's not necessary, thank you for your time, I have a few other people to call...
Her:  WAIT.  I want to help you.  I wish I can help you.

She somehow manages to waste another 10 minutes of my time, and is still showing off with how busy and well known she is, and how once she was on a reality TV show casting call but didn't make it but was so close and she is so famous, and I just lost it and really wanted to get off the phone so I told her briefly who we were and how we've done a few TV shows and have met Dan & Laura and the Storage Wars gang, and used to write for StorageTreasures, and how we've done the mini series, etc etc,  and she instantly starts trying to one up me, one up me, one up me.

Me:  I'm sure you're great, but I really need to go...
Her:  WAIT--  (by the grace of God, the call disconnects.  I guess it was a bad connection).

I briefly don't want to be seen as unprofessional, and think that I should call her back and issue a proper goodbye.... and then I wait a minute and decide against it.  But I'm a Christian woman, and I would want someone to end the conversation with me, so I call her back.  She answers, and I guess didn't realize she had answered??  Because I hear her having the following conversation with some other person... I THINK a man, but I can't be sure.

Woman:   That girl.... she said she was someone FAMOUS?    What nerve.  I've never even heard of her before.  What did she say her name was??  Super heroes trash??  
Other person:  Storage Heroes?
Woman:  She clearly doesn't know who I am.   I don't know who she thinks she is.  Thinking she can lie to me about how cool she is.  We were almost on TV!    (inserts name)  will show HER!!
Other person:   What did she say?
Woman:  All this crap about how she's done TV and blogs and reality shows and books and 300 garage sales, that's not even possible, I haven't even done that many.   She probably doesn't even have a website.
Woman:  (still going on)  Google that shit.  Storage Heroes.  Google it right now on your smart phone device.
Other person:  Storage Heroes.
Woman:  Give me that....    Let me..  OH.

Silence.
Other person asks to see....  I hear something like "COOL!" and "Is that Dan Dotson in her profile picture?"  and then I clicked off the phone, completely satisfied.   It was a good day.   By the way, I didn't even bother calling her back.

Until next time,
Storage Heroes

Bed, Bath, and Beyond (the $1 unit)

It's been awhile, and we have lots to write about, but it's just been super busy.

Yesterday we went to a caravan auction and there were a couple of units that were decent for $200-300, but that was too much for a unit that wasn't "Great"  that we didn't have good feelings about.   There were a few $35-45 units that were okay, but they needed a lot of work, and it's not that we're lazy, just that we currently have about 3-4 units that we haven't even opened/dug yet, not to mention lots of friends that are moving that need us to sell all of their stuff.  So, there's no need for more small, non-exciting inventory.

Which is exactly why when this door rolled open, we decided we were not interested.  2 SUPER FUNKY mattresses (you can see the mold and mildew in the pictures),  and a couple of little things.  I saw some purses that seemed in good shape, so that was a good sign, but everything was just thrown all around.  Had it not been for the mattresses I would have maybe considered it but did we mention the mildew?   So we moved away from this, the very last unit of the day.   Only everyone else did too.   The auctioneer was having us sign a no bid (witnesses are required to sign that no one bid on the unit),  and it was then that we remembered that we have a friend with a dumpster very nearby.... SO, we went ahead and bid $1 on the unit and that was that.

It's been forever since we've gotten a $1 unit, I can't even remember how long, and I was kind of surprised because there was this bottom feeder guy there (he buys EVERYTHING under $20 and has a particular affliction for old mattresses) and a couple of newbies and none of them were interested.  Their loss, our gain.  At $1 I figure even if we sell the 2-3 purses we have tripled our money, so we're in good shape.

Here's what the unit looked like when the doors rolled open:

Notice all of the stuff thrown on the floor behind the mattresses:

This is a new one!  A peanut butter jar filled with....  pieces of mold and mildew?   Not sure if this was sheetrock, or paper...    remnants of a peanut butter sandwich?  Or maybe it's proof for an insurance company of Katrina damage?    Whatever the case, it was pretty gross.  There was lots of trash and old food in this unit.

A bag of Mardi Gras beads is a staple in New Orleans.  It's either a sign of someone who rides in parades themselves, or someone who is not a lifelong resident of NOLA (ie, they are new to the city and want a souvenir) :)

Lots of duffle bags filled with clothing.  The men's pants are all pretty nice.

Boxes and bags filled with clothes.

A few suitcases filled with clothes too!  There were also a lot of bath mats, towels, curtains, that sort of thing.

Laundry baskets and laundry hampers filled with more clothes,

And in one of the little boy's lunchboxes I found a camo swamp boat!  Yes!   #louisianalove.   Plus, we LOVE Duck Dynasty so this was a cool little find.

There are the purses we saw!   Some of them are really nice... so at least that triples our money just right there.

I almost impaled myself while bending over picking up clothes on this long metal rod.   Took forever to figure out what it was.... the BOTTOM of a salon style barber chair.  A shame we didn't have the whole chair- they are expensive and a very easy sell here,  so sadly we had to throw the bottom away.

While I was moving around one of the duffle bags filled with clothes there was a loud thud at the bottom when the bag hit the ground.  That's always a sure sign that you have something besides clothes in the bag, and we sure did.  I took all of the clothes out (Brian was getting rid of the mattresses during all of this, btw, credit where credit is due!)  --  and I found a glasses case, and a few toys, including this Ken-ish-GI-Joe-ish kind of man doll.      I swear he was looking creepily at me.   So,  I threw everything back in the bag to try to consolidate (we were in the car and not the van),  and I SWEAR TO YOU ,  this is how the doll NATURALLY landed in the bag.  I noticed it when I was moving.  Couldn't have done it any better if I had tried to do it that way!

Look at that little creeper checking out his surroundings!

He's still trying to stare at me!

Okay Ken-Joe, you win, you can have a kiss.

There was also an AWFUL lot of bedding.  Probably over 20 blankets, 10-15 pillows, and some stuffed animals.  Took us awhile to figure out why (maybe that was just the easiest thing to leave or the cheapest thing in the locker, or because they were so dirty they need to be abandoned, whatever).   We did find a card for Children's Hospital and evidence that the family had lived hours away in Mobile, Alabama.  I know hundreds of children travel from very far away to go to Children's Hospital, and this storage facility is very near the hospital, so I'm guessing that's what happened here.

 Our thoughts and prayers with this family- we hope everything is okay for them!

On a lighter note, this fuzzy headband wobbled as I was walking through the pitch dark unit and "ran" across my leg and it scared the bejeezus out of me!

It didn't take more than a half an hour to pack up the unit and everything was going great until we realized that we had filled up the car.  Oops.  We didn't have very far to go, so Brian piled the clothes on the hood, the pillows and blankets on the roof, and the bottom of the chair on the trunk!   

You should have seen the looks we got driving out of the storage facility!

And of course, when I opened the trunk, there was that doll, staring right at me!  

Until next time,

We bring the fun to auction--

Storage Heroes

Welcome Wheel Fans!

 If you're here because you saw me on Wheel of Fortune, welcome!  It looked a little something like this:

To read about the rest of my Wheel of Fortune experience, you can click the following links:

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4


To see a video or two about Brian (my business partner) and I, and to find out what makes us Storage Heroes, click here:

And to read about some of our wildest, craziest, and just plain funniest storage units, you can follow these links.  Please note where it says adult content, and choose wisely!  We don't want to offend anyone if we can help it.

Whore-der   (Adult Content)

Our 50th Unit - with lots of videos of us digging

To the XXXTreme  (Adult Content)

An awesome unit with cigars, liquor, and a great art collection

The records unit



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Thanks for stopping by!

xoxo,
Rebecca

5 Things About Today's Garage Sale: Heels, Watches, Toys, Toilet Paper, and Pee!

Hey y'all!  Rebecca here. My mind is kind of a scrambled, jumbled mess, but I've been up working hard since 6am this morning so you'll have to forgive me.  Garage sales are hard!

Even though sales are grueling, today's was so comical I wanted to share these few moments with you, even if they are just going to be listed out and not in a true blog format.

A little background:  We are working the estate of a 77 year old man who passed away suddenly last December.    He has a huge house filled with lots of nice things.  Vintage electronics, tools, and German (his wife was German) items, to name a few--  very cool and interesting stuff.  We've opened the whole house up for these sales and we have people wandering around looking at all of the treasures.  Here are just a few pictures for reference:

We also had a camera crew at today's sale, nothing uncommon for us as we've done several pilots and sizzle reels for various TV projects and things, as well as the instructional videos for StorageTreasures.com (by the way, they are getting ready to release some of these videos again!  You can find out more about it and see some of the videos here:  http://pro.storagetreasures.com/pro-training/ )   So, it's nothing unusual, but it's still always kind of cool to see our sales through the perspective of a cameraperson, so that made things a lot more entertaining for sure.

Also, the following things happened in no particular order:


1) A lady showed up in short booty shorts and five inch heels.  She also spoke little English.  Brian was very pleased!    Aside from that,  we had some return customers from yesterday who had purchased a $400 brand new in package with tags on it Croton watch for $50.   They had picked out $30 worth of items and I basically gave them the $50 watch plus the other items for $60 total.  Taking $20 off, right? I knew that was about the most I could get for that watch, and the guy seemed to generally like it, and it really was a fair deal. I explained the Croton brand and showed them all the paperwork, etc, etc.  The guy said he liked it, they bought it, they paid.  Today they show up saying basically that they "couldn't sell it" -- and I'm like, "what?",  basically, piecing together that they tried to take it to a pawn shop and sell it saying it was real and the pawn shop said no thank you.  1)  I said it was a real watch, not real gold.   If it was real gold I wouldn't have sold a 3 ounce watch for $50.   2)  There are no returns at garage sales and 3) and most importantly, do NOT try to "pick" us.  You will not make a profit.  We research EVERYTHING.  They left, but not before they made it a point to try to steal another watch (of way lesser quality).  It's a shame, because I truly liked them and really tried to give them a really good deal.

2) We had the other usual cast of nickle-and-dimers, including this obnoxious set of about 5 women who all spoke a different language that I did not recognize,  only one spoke English and was translating back to the others, but everytime I'd say a price they'd all shake their heads no, so I'm wondering how much of that was an act versus how much was for real.   The long and short of it was that they picked out about $10-12 worth of items, but then wanted 8, count them, 8 of our brand new with tags belts that we got from Macy's that literally are Steve Madden and Nine West and retail for $40-80 a piece, and I told them that we normally sell them on eBay and at sales for $5-15 each (truth), but because they had so many I would do $3 each (wholesale)  and so it would be $24 for all, and then I'd give them the other $10-12 worth for $5.   They hem-hawed about it, and what they had really wasn't that much (besides the belts), so then I was like, fine, give me $25 for everything.   They still thought that was a bad deal (seriously?)  so I reminded them that they were getting beyond wholesale on the belts plus everything else for free.  They still kept hem-hawing, and finally I was like, look,  Brian will be angry if he sees me selling these belts for that cheap, you have 5 seconds before he comes back in here and says no, you need to decide.   5..... 4..... 3..... 2....     let me just tell you, they had everything in their purses and the $25 in my hand before I got to one!   They also took all 7 Diet Cokes, Sprites, and Waters that were on the counter, but I guess that's neither here nor there.  Some people!

3)  Our friend and wholesale customer showed up with his three small children.  It's always a pleasure having him around, especially with the boys, and they made our day in more ways than one, especially in the following scenario.  We had given the oldest boy (we'll call him Boy 1) a bunch of stuffed animals which he was sharing with his younger brothers.   He also spotted a customer who had a child about his age, and he walked democratically up to the other boy and said "Here!  Here's a toy for you." The other child (Boy 2) said nothing and ignored him.   Because he was facing the other way, Boy 1 tapped Boy 2 gently on the shoulder, and said "I have this ___ name of toy___ here, you can have this one!"  -  At this point, Boy 2's mom (we'll call her Evanora, which you'd understand if you've seen the new Oz movie) turns and harshly says "he doesn't WANT it. We have plenty of toys at home!"     For anyone to be so rude to anyone, especially a child, particularly a child who is trying to be kind to your child, is ridiculous.  Just take the toy and throw it away later or hide it, for pete's sake.  I expected Boy 1 to cry, pout, or run for his Daddy, after all he's only about 5,  but he very calmly and politely looked up at the woman, and said very matter of factly, "That's nice, I have plenty of toys at home too!"    -  I couldn't have been prouder of the kid, and he's not even mine!

4)  Speaking of the boys, there was a time at another point in the day when myself and the Director/Camera Guy were walking through a hallway dealing with tons of people and all of a sudden we heard a faucet running.  We turned and looked into the open bathroom, only to see one of the boys peeing, pants around the ankles, into the toilet.     Hilarious!  At least it was in the toilet!

5)  Speaking also of the bathroom (apparently all good things happen in garage sale bathrooms),   when we arrived at this particular estate we were pleased to discover that there was running water and electricity,  so we were thrilled that we had a bathroom if we needed one.  There was no toilet paper, so we made sure to bring some, and Brian, being frugal as he is, took the toilet paper home with him despite my warnings that we would still be in the house a lot and may need it.  Three separate occasions passed where either I needed it or a customer asked for it, and I finally decided that enough was enough and I'd grab some from my own home, which I did the other day, and put in the house so we'd be prepared for sale days.      I apparently must be wasteful and wicked, because I guess I spend too much on toilet paper, buying a super amazing brand, or something,  because today, I noticed when I was in the bathroom,  that my 4-ply roll of Quilted Charmin had been replaced with a 1-ply roll of  generic mart brand toilet paper.   I tried to give Brian the benefit of the doubt and blame it on a customer, but then I remembered who I was dealing with.  It didn't help that it had green icing from Brian's recent St. Patrick's Day Birthday cake ON the cardboard part of the toilet paper roll (when we had used it to wipe off our hands and faces).   Busted.   Who DOES that?  So Brian, I hope you enjoy your one roll of MY 3-ply paper at your house!

Here's a picture, by the way, of Brian's birthday cake.   I totally don't feel bad about it any more:

*If you want to know what we censored out above, ask us on Facebook!

Until next time,

Storage Heroes

Letters from a Storage Locker #17 - "Okay, lover?"

"Letters from Storage Lockers" are always some of our most popular blogs-  people just love reading letters or journals of other people.  It's hard to explain why.  Maybe it's because people can feel as if they are a part of a secret, maybe it's just a nosy characteristic that lurks deep inside of all of us,  maybe it's a secret longing to identify with others or feel as if we're not really alone.   Whatever the reason, we are always constantly looking out for these letters in lockers in order to share them with you, and we constantly receive feedback on how these tidbits of other people's lives have made your days infinitely better.  In our search for stories we have looked for letters in storage units, thrift stores, garage sales, and estates as well-- but I wanted to share with you something that happened to me today that just reaffirmed the idea that stories are everywhere.

I found a letter today by accident, and not just any letter, but a vintage one.  Super score, right?  I must have found it while digging a storage unit, correct?   Wrong!

You see, we live in New Orleans, home of the greatest Mardi Gras celebration anywhere, and just last year I had the ridiculously good fortune of having a friend invite me to become a founding member of the Mystic Krewe of Nyx.   Named for Nyx, Goddess of the Night,  Mystic Krewe of Nyx is an all female krewe of (now) almost 1,000 members. The Nyx goddesses  ride through the streets of New Orleans on beautifully decorated floats, following a theme which has ranged from anything from "NOLA Reality TV Reigns" to this year's "What A Girl Wants".   Here's a shot of me and Nyx sisters of mine on our float this year, "The Princess Bride."   

We have a ball, throwing not only the typical Mardi Gras beads, stuffed animals, and doubloons, but also anything girly, pink, and light up.   Rings, headbands, you name it... we aim to throw a lot of items and to delight the crowd.  You can imagine how my storage unit finds have allowed me to really make my throws special.  This year I threw everything from bookmarks to cocktail rings to beanie babies.  And our signature throw, the absolute most prized throw of all, is the hand decorated purse.   Members slave for hours with glitter and hot glue guns making each purse really special, and the crowd goes nuts for a coveted throw.  Here's one of my purses from this year:   (You can see how messy it gets as well! It's a creative process!)

I'm getting to the point, I promise.

I find hundreds of purses each year in Storage units, and share those with my float sisters and other Krewe members for either free or something like $1,   and occasionally, they return the favor by finding purses that they think that I would like.   This particular purse (below) is one that I've had for months.  I honestly am not sure whether it was from a storage unit, garage sale, thrift store, from a family member, or from a Nyx sister, but I can tell you that I came back across it recently at a garage sale we had, and I actually loved the purse so much that I decided to use it for a year as a clutch and then decorate it for next year, 2014.    

Here's the bag:

It's beautiful, and vintage, the interior lining dates it at LEAST 30 years if not more, and it's definitely a beautiful sight to behold.     So, the other night, when I was working an Oscar Night viewing party for a friend, and needed a glitzy glamorous bag to go with my red carpet outfit, I ran and thought of this bag last minute.  I threw in my lipstick, mascara, some cash and my ID, and was out the door.   I opened and closed the bag all night and although I saw a small piece of paper, I thought it was just the inside of the lining, something common with bags from that date.  It was yellowed just enough so that it matched the lining perfectly.



Flash forward to today.   My little glamorous mini bag is inside my real purse (Who doesn't put a bag inside of a bag every now and again, girls?) - and Brian and I are crossing the Crescent City Connection, returning from an estate we had worked on all day.  The connection is a toll bridge, and I needed a dollar.   Going through my real purse and finding nothing smaller than a $20, I open the clutch to see what's inside, dig my fingers deep inside the pockets looking for change, and find that little scrap of paper, which I now realize has writing on it.     Voila!   I thought maybe it would be a receipt or something, never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined it would be a marriage proposal.

Dated 3-3-1974, this love letter reads "I,  S.E. Nelson, love you, Nancy Wilhutt.   I promise to marry you.  Okay, lover?"         It then has two other names written,  H. G Sanders, and M. L . Migliore, although I"m not sure of their meaning.   A friend suggested that they may have been witnesses and the drawing underneath the LA could be perceived as a seal making it "official."       Either way it's one of the sweetest things I've ever read, and I wasn't even looking for it.

Would it have been better had a found a piece of gold forgotten inside, or perhaps even a diamond?  Of course.  Am I still thrilled by this letter?.  Absolutely.    A piece of jewelry may have given me a better payday but it wouldn't have had the ability to tell quite the same story. We have names, dates, and if I do a little research (which I fully plan on doing) I may be able to find out if this couple ever indeed married, if they had children, if their dreams came true-- well, his, anyway.   We have no idea how she felt, we don't have her response!   Considering that she saved his letter in her handbag, I'm pretty sure it was positive. ;)

The moral of the story? Keep your eyes open, stories are everywhere.  Hopefully, you'll return the favor, and share them with us-  but even if you don't, hopefully you'll share them with someone and keep the memories alive.  Possessions are just things, we illustrate that point to our clients all of the time-- but it's the memories, and the things with the sentimental value, that are our most cherished possessions and that remind us most of the people we love.

Have a great week, everyone-- keep your eyes and hearts open!

xoxo,

Storage Heroes

Lights, Camera, Inaction???

Greetings!

As many of you know, storage units are a very popular business nowadays.  We get calls, e-mails, comments, Facebook messages, and letters almost weekly asking us to be interviewed for an article, or to do a few minutes of tape for some kind of segment someone is working on.  We're happy to oblige, after all, it's fun, it brings more people to our blog, and it only takes a few minutes.

Sometimes though, we're asked to actually submit, or participate in, a concept for a new television show--   we'll go back and forth with producers for weeks sending interviews, talking heads,  and footage of us live in the field (digging units, buying units at auction, and having garage sales, for example)-- and eventually they may even send down a bonafide camera crew to actually film us to get a higher quality video.  Sometimes they'll let us send in our own tape, which is dangerous to say the least.

We always want to share this tape with you immediately but are always restricted.  Sometimes the interview gives away the concept of the show which is never owned by us, so is not eligible to be released at all, ever.   Sometimes we actually have to sign an agreement saying that the footage (and our likenesses, basically) are property of the network or production company for a period of 6-12 months.  This is a really common practice.

We've had about 5-6 TV shows offers at this point, and have done a myriad of different clips and things.  We'd like now to share with you just a selection of a few we've done throughout the last two years.  Keep in mind that we're a little delirious-- Brian and I live in separate homes,  don't always see each other every single day, and often times the only time we had to shoot these videos was late at night after we had already had a full day of moving furniture and emptying out units.   Plus, California time is 3 hours earlier- so you might see live feeds from 12 or 1am our time!

Enjoy!  We'll try to post more of these a little bit later.

And if you're wondering, we do have more current pending TV show offers- but it's never really a big deal for us.  We've seen so many of them not pan out that we're not really expecting it to happen.  And if it does, it's great, but that's not why we do what we do.  We buy and sell units because we love it and it's profitable-   if someone wants to pay us extra to do that on tape, well, that's just icing on the cake!  We're not going to change who we are, obviously, as you can see from these hilarious videos!

Until next time,

Storage Heroes


In this video we discuss what it's like going to a caravan auction and what it was like when we first started years ago:

We tell the other teams on this reality competition show why it is that we're going to win!

We tell the other teams on this reality competition show why it is that we're going to win!

We discuss Donkey Kong, noises with the face, and everything else that shouldn't be on video.

Brian and Rebecca do impersonations of each other:

We're going to start a band called Warren & The Buffetts.

Fortune Favors the Bold!

Garage Sale Wars-- Find out what happened when we set up on the same day as 3 other sales.  Oops.