This past weekend my best friend, Natalie, drove down from Chicago to go garage sale-ing with me. I took to Craigslist before her arrival to determine our garage sale action plan. To my surprise the Highway 40 yard sale was going on. What’s that you ask? It’s a 4-day yard sale that runs 824 miles from Maryland to Missouri– all along Highway 40, which happens to cut through the Indianapolis area. Score.
We set out around 8:00 AM Saturday morning. Our first stop was a multi-booth yard sale of sorts.
It didn’t take me long to spot my first find of the day– a vintage scale for $10. I love its blueish turquoise face. And the fact that it’s from Chicago.
A couple yard sale stops later, we hit a blogger’s paradise. Blue Ball mason jars, old wooden crates, and vintage scales galore. I could picture blogger heads exploding everywhere.
I thought this vendor had quite a few blue Ball mason jars until I looked under the table they were setting on and spotted a crate and box full of more jars.
Natalie and I walked away with four blue Ball mason jars for $5. Yes, 4 for $5. I bet your mind is blown. Looking back, I should have bought all of them, turned around, and resold them like crack to other bloggers. Maybe next time.
This vendor also had vintage scales.
And vintage wooden crates and milk cans.
The vendor made the mistake of telling me that she has a big yard sale every fall at her house. Needless to say, I know where I’ll be the weekend after Labor Day this year.
They had quite a few vintage things at our next yard sale stop.
I picked up a vintage “Indiana Hurryin’ Hoosiers” 7UP bottle for Brad’s office, which is decorated in Indiana University stuff, while at this particular sale.
We stopped at a couple more yard sales before our final stop at a antique mall, where vendors had set up booths outside the antique mall. Some booths were good, and some were filled with crap.
Dented box of Nice ‘N Easy, anyone?
I may or may not have grabbed one of these toy snakes, threw it at Natalie, and yelled “AHHH!” Natalie may or may not have screamed and instinctively slapped my arm really hard. It was totally worth it though.
But not all the booths were bad. I found (and purchased) a vintage Anchor Hocking hobnail milk glass ice bucket for $5 at one booth.
One booth had some great old windows, wooden crates, and Ball mason jars.
We walked around the antique mall on the property before calling it a day. This is where I spotted an old Avon perfume bottle shaped like a spool of thread and thimble that was in my grandma’s sewing things that I inherited. Natalie picked up the bottle and proceeded to spill the 30 year old perfume on herself. I coughed and gagged every time I came within a 3 feet radius of her. Have I mentioned that I have a sensitive sense of smell? I was going to make her hitch hike home. But she said she was sorry, and lucky for her (and me) I keep wet wipes in my car.
Keep in mind that we only drove 13 miles of the 824 miles of yard sales. Seriously, imagine the possibilities!
Have you participated in the Highway 40 yard sale?
Was your blogger mind blown by the things I found?
Who wants to road trip it to Indiana next May 29th – June 2 and hit up the 2013 Highway 40 yard sale with me?