It was a flop, I’m afraid. From her point of view. She only made $3.50. But I’m happy. She sorted out a lot of stuff she really didn’t care for, and as agreed, none of it came home. Everything she didn’t sell she packed into the car for donation.
She’s not too disappointed, she earned enough for ice cream. And I’m delighted. She learned a little bit about how earning money is work, she got rid of a lot of junk I’d rather not have moved, and she’s going to learn (because we’re going to talk about it as we do other things) that yard sales, like most everything else, go better when you research and plan ahead.