For almost a decade, my old neighborhood in western Lakewood held a very popular, well-attended, three-street garage sale every June. I have fond memories (and lingering nightmares) about the days spent rummaging through my basement, kitchen cupboards, garage and closets selecting stuff to sell. That was followed by scrubbing/washing the items for the big day, and at least four or five hours the night before setting up tables and pricing.
My husband and I never had dreams of buying a new car with the proceeds. We were happy with enough profit to go out to dinner that night. Our goal was to get rid of clutter or unused items. As such, we were very practical in our pricing.