I'll have to admit, when I first started attending these things, it felt a bit morbid to me. I'd kind of walk through, afraid to touch or "disturb" anything. I felt like I was invading someone's privacy. I soon got over it and now I'll go digging through dresser drawers, kitchen cabinets, bathroom medicine cabinets, hit the garage to dig through grandpa's old toolbox, dig through the shed ... everything is fair game. (I've also been known to lift a mattress or two checking for hidden goodies between the mattress and box spring. I also find things that had been "stored" under beds ... usually something like the extra leaf for the dining room table, card tables, that sort of thing.

I know one woman who heads straight for the bedrooms and starts digging through every coat pocket in the closets looking for that hidden cash or jewelry ... like a treasure hunt.