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garage sales and climbing out of the rut
Jun. 4th, 2011 04:34 pmHappy weekend!
Ours started out with a garage sale. We got a bit of a late start, and I think that we missed out on some business because of it. Completely my fault. Our plan is to try again next Saturday, getting up earlier to snag the hardcore rummagers and beat the heat.
We got up late because I didn't sleep much on Thursday night. By Friday night I was done. I had absolutely nothing left, no ability to socialize or deal with anything at all, even my family. I took a sleeping pill and passed out. I snoozed for about an hour after the alarm started going off. We rolled out of bed and dressed, then J headed outside. I was a few minutes behind him due to feeding the dog and needing more time to shake off the haze. There were already people milling around the garage by the time I made it outside. We had only gotten to about three-fourths of our items last night (as far as setting things up) so we both talked to people and worked on getting the rest of our things out of the boxes. All things considered, we didn't do too badly (made over $100), but it was still a little disappointing. After the last of the bargain hunters disappeared, we worked on organizing, repricing and generally sifting through what was left. There was so much JUNK. A lot of what was out there was boxes of absolute rubbish left over from when J's mother and then-boyfriend helped a friend of theirs move out of his house. It was stuff that nobody would ever want and furthermore was ridiculously overpriced ($20 for a set of ugly napkin rings with parrots on them??). So that's cleaned out, the good stuff that's leftover has been reorganized, and we'll try again in a week.
It's been almost three hours since we got home, and I am only just now cooled down and comfortable. Texas summers are miserable. The heat gets to me easily. I get horribly ill if I get too overheated. Rest, chips-and-salsa, a sno cone and medicine have made it better. I'm completely uninterested in leaving the house for the moment. On a materialistic level, it would be delightful to go spend some of our spoils (and I have two Hastings gift cards) but I know, logically, that we need to watch our money, and I have plenty to read or watch here at the house. I'm trying to do better with my spending, and I'm encouraging J to do the same thing. We'll make it. We always do, somehow.
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I need to challenge myself. I am stuck deeply in a rut, and I can't seem to crawl out just now. I don't know why. I never used to feel this way. I do not like this person that I have become. So I'm going to make myself try new things. Baby steps: watching NEW (to me) television instead of Buffy reruns. Hello, Twin Peaks. I've heard much about you...
Ours started out with a garage sale. We got a bit of a late start, and I think that we missed out on some business because of it. Completely my fault. Our plan is to try again next Saturday, getting up earlier to snag the hardcore rummagers and beat the heat.
We got up late because I didn't sleep much on Thursday night. By Friday night I was done. I had absolutely nothing left, no ability to socialize or deal with anything at all, even my family. I took a sleeping pill and passed out. I snoozed for about an hour after the alarm started going off. We rolled out of bed and dressed, then J headed outside. I was a few minutes behind him due to feeding the dog and needing more time to shake off the haze. There were already people milling around the garage by the time I made it outside. We had only gotten to about three-fourths of our items last night (as far as setting things up) so we both talked to people and worked on getting the rest of our things out of the boxes. All things considered, we didn't do too badly (made over $100), but it was still a little disappointing. After the last of the bargain hunters disappeared, we worked on organizing, repricing and generally sifting through what was left. There was so much JUNK. A lot of what was out there was boxes of absolute rubbish left over from when J's mother and then-boyfriend helped a friend of theirs move out of his house. It was stuff that nobody would ever want and furthermore was ridiculously overpriced ($20 for a set of ugly napkin rings with parrots on them??). So that's cleaned out, the good stuff that's leftover has been reorganized, and we'll try again in a week.
It's been almost three hours since we got home, and I am only just now cooled down and comfortable. Texas summers are miserable. The heat gets to me easily. I get horribly ill if I get too overheated. Rest, chips-and-salsa, a sno cone and medicine have made it better. I'm completely uninterested in leaving the house for the moment. On a materialistic level, it would be delightful to go spend some of our spoils (and I have two Hastings gift cards) but I know, logically, that we need to watch our money, and I have plenty to read or watch here at the house. I'm trying to do better with my spending, and I'm encouraging J to do the same thing. We'll make it. We always do, somehow.
__________
I need to challenge myself. I am stuck deeply in a rut, and I can't seem to crawl out just now. I don't know why. I never used to feel this way. I do not like this person that I have become. So I'm going to make myself try new things. Baby steps: watching NEW (to me) television instead of Buffy reruns. Hello, Twin Peaks. I've heard much about you...
