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Bulk Thrifting

Sometimes when I'm browsing Goodwill.com I see crazy good deals in bulk quantities, which makes it hard not to bid (I did not bid on any of these, however, and by the time this post publishes the auctions will be over, so I won't link to them.)

For example, this bolt of Insul Bright insulated batting, which is used for things like potholders, table pads and such. It's 45" X 40 yards @ $19.99 for the opening bid, and the listing had no takers, probably because it was pickup only in Wisconsin. But Insul Bright runs about $3.50 a yard these days, so that bolt is worth $140.00.

How much fabric can you get for $9.99? Seventeen pounds right here, in what appears to be big pieces and yardage. That's approximately 51 yards of fabric, by the way, so it works out to nineteen cents a yard. See if you can find anything new that cheap.

Finally, someone donated their stash of DMC Floralia needlepoint wool, which runs about $1.50 per skein new. I'd guess there's about 500 skeins of it here, and it looks brand new, so $750.00 to buy it retail. When I saw the listing the winning bid was $21.00.

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