When my dad and I bought a house together in 2002, we combined two households full of antiques and collectibles into a 1,600 SF house, 3BR/2BA with a two car garage. After Dad's passing in 2007, I opened 19 boxes (for the first time in six years) of beautiful collectibles stored in our garage. I put the silverplate in Dad's bedroom for research and photographing, the china in our dining room and the pressed glass on the kitchen table. A couple of antique dealers came by and bought a few pieces. Most I sold in multiple garage sales. Moving on, I now live in a 1,000 SF condo with a single car garage. Although I've consistently donated and had three big garage sales over the past six years, I seem to be adding to my inventory on a regular basis! Retail therapy I guess. I'm clearly from a family of collectors and pack rats. And proudly so. My collectibles do spark joy as Marie Kondo says and I love every piece. ...
