Has something ever caught your eye and made you wonder...hmm? What IS it with that? It looks quite ordinary and yet...maybe not?
That's pretty much how we spend our days here at Chez Stuff. And 99 times out of 100, the article in question is quite, quite ordinary. Taking-up- too-much-floor-space ordinary. Hard-to-vacuum-around ordinary.
After I dusted it off, I noticed that it was quite pretty actually. The sides were so thin and delicate...like porcelain. I went ahead to research the mark on the Internet:
Hmm. James Prestini:
Zoiinnnkkkss! Argh. This is going to blow the whole estate/garage sale. Which will only work if we have garage sale prices. This bowl can't be an estate sale item. More research work turned up turned-wooden bowls and a very old hand carved bowl:
So, in a bit of nervousness, I abandoned researching wood for another day. We did something much more straightforward over the evening that required less time. I would pick up the book, call out the characteristics to A who would then look it up on the book sales sites. We'd look for the same book in the same condition, write down the price and then set OUR price for a third of that. It would be nice to sell this all online, but this parallel life is all out of whack.
So, here were the books that had the strangest titles (to me!)
This book could explain a LOT about this house. We expect it was W's. And we are almost afraid to read it because it might ruin the suspense.
And the alternative would be....?
Groan. Collectible cookbooks...we start running into trouble again on a few.
Okay. Time for bed. Anytime an advertising pamphlet about Americanized Mexican food veers into "not for garage sale" territory price-wise, I'm outta here. I do not understand collectibles obviously! I have a collectibles-blind-spot. Oh drat.