I went to the mall yesterday to fluff the booth (we've had a sale this week and I had LOTS of holes to fill -- what a wonderful problem to have). I saw an estate sale in the same town as the mall and planned my morning to stop there first. There were 3 possible sales to go to and, true to Murphy's Law, they were in 3 different directions so there was no way to get to them all without spending most of the day in the car.
I chose poorly...
I was number 20 and the first 15 people went in first. I should have known it was going to be bad when they all began trickling out either empty-handed or with only one or two purchases.
The prices were the highest I've ever seen at any sale! I've never been to a sale before where every item (large and small) was priced at or above mall prices. Some things were 2 or 3 times higher! As I looked over the stuff in the kitchen ($250 for an oil lamp - without a shade - that would retail for $40...) an acquaintance who was there told me about a yard sale three blocks over -- "It's just your kind of stuff and I know you'll love it."
I couldn't wait to shake the dust from that frog-sale off my feet! I don't think I've ever left a sale without buying something or at least seeing something I wished I could have had. Beware of Dumar Estate Sales... What a waste!