I did sell stuff, but the stuff I really thought would sell (small dog crate, bread machine, etc.) didn't. NONE of my mother's stuff sold - not a thing. As my daughter pointed out, they can go to IKEA and get glasses the size of fishbowls, these tiny cocktail glasses of yesteryear are a novelty. We hauled the stuff that didn't sell back into the garage and tomorrow there will be a Goodwill run, followed by a big trash extravaganza.
And people really do piss me off. I put out a few surplus handbags - one by Fossil, another some other good brand, and a nice leather office-worthy tote, all in like new condition and priced at an extravagant $3 each. One guy took 2 for $5, I can live with that, but that left the big, soft, very lightly worn leather tote. A woman examined it with a very critical eye, and offered $2 for it. I said that it was definitely worth 3 - and it was. A consignment shop would mark it up to $8 or $10. She threw it back and stalked off. I was offered $4 for a fifty year old lead crystal vase in perfect condition. I declined, thank you. I'll donate it to a charity thrift shop first.
I didn't have anything priced over $20, and that was for perfect items that would retail for well over $50 - and it was very amusing to have people who pulled up in $35,000 SUVs getting pissy over a buck. As the morning wore on and we got bored and it got hot I did let a lot of things go for practically nothing - but not the things I KNOW are worth way more than I was asking.
So, for items like that it will be eBay, consignment, or charity.
We did make $225, I tipped my lovely assistant a few bucks. It wasn't a bad experience - the weather was nice, there was a breeze, chatted with some nice people, but including all my prep time, I figure I made about $1.25 an hour. I know that's the wrong way to look at it - these days I do need the extra $200. So, yeah, I'll probably do it again when I list the house.
The sage Girlchild observed that garage sales are like parties - it's a lot more fun to go to them than to host one. Hosting one is a hell of a lot of work.
And it's only 2 in the afternoon. Time to get moving on the rest of my day.