Hi Guys,
How time flies when you are trying to ignore what is right in front of your face!
I will have to go back a bit to get you all up to speed.
After my dear friend nearly placed me into hospital with a mini heart attack from taking stuff from under the carport willy nilly and I mean willy nilly. No thought, no process, no time, no chance! I didn't stand a chance with this pal of mine. He was quick on his feet and before I knew it, the back of his van was full full full. I had no idea what was in there and my heart started to race and all sorts of thoughts ran through my brain... but more it was the heart thumping pumping and pounding that I felt the most. All I could think was 'Just remember to breathe...' and I tried to remain calm... like that was going to happen! Dah!!!
After having my passport thrown out by a well intentioned friend some years back, I worry as to what is really being chucked out. An obvious hurdle for me to get through and over. I had no problem with the stuff going, but I just would have liked to have not felt so out of control during the process.
Like I said in the previous post, I have licked my wounds and went into hybernation for a short time to recover and regain my composure, which went out the window as I danced around my 6 foot something friend trying to grab items out of his hand! Never a good look. On top of that I have had to fight this virus that has a longevity to be admired... the one that just wont go away...
I have decided - or come to terms with - working on this one last section under the carport to truly cull right back. I have a hard rubbish collection only once a year. This year in mid September!!! I find this incredibly restrictive as my previous abode had 4 collections a year and you could book it for whenever you liked.
When I have cleared that area it will be time to start to learn all things EBAY! I plan to sell 'the good stuff' and some items are very retro or vintage classic items from 50s 60s 70s and 80s era that I am sure that they will be snapped up in no time at all. Giving these items life and use is what I aim for - that and maybe some 'dosh' as well. I hope that in the immortal words from that character in 'The Castle' doesn't bear fruit and those looking to buy these items wont think... '.... she's dreamin'!'. If it doesn't get snapped up, then off to the Sallies (Salvation Army) it goes.
I will be glad to finally one day get rid of the last of my Mum's moth ball smelling boxes. No offence to my gorgeous Mum and you have to hand it to those of that era, as they certainly knew how to keep items in pristine condition... it's just that it gets up your nose with the awful smell of the stuff. Camphor is more preferrable, but more expensive and Mum was wise with her pennies, so Moth Balls it was... on mass... even a face mask can't save you from the overpowering waft! My nose is now in perpetual indecision as to be 'breathe-free', 'blocked' on both sides or in the 'dribble' stage! I mean, what's with that... now my body is against me and defying my efforts to dramatically downsize.
Just remember to '...breathe in breathe out...' if only I could!
But where to start with this eBay bizo! Is it easy? Is it time consuming? Just sounds like another palava for me to deal with. And do I need another palava... not on your nelly I don't! I want, I expect, I demand EASY PEASEY! Is that too much to ask for after all I have had to deal with. Well, who said life is 'fair' and 'easy peasey' so why in goodness sakes do I expect it to be so now. I just have to stop my moaning and hey, just get on with it. Ha, now I am dreamin'!
Easier written than put into action.
I haven't done much in the last few weeks due to being sick, my son's birthday and the 'trauma' moment, but I have been chucking more rubbish out with each fortnightly recycle pickups and taking the cardboard to a friends place a few suburbs over into her recycle bin. There is so much that it is like the gift that keeps on giving...
If any one has some easy steps to ebay as in 'selling' not the 'buying' side of things, then feel free to send me any advice you wish to pass on. It will be appreciated as in the end it will help me in my quest to have that 'home' I used to have.
No plans other than school holidays, Easter and that one corner of the carport in my 'next' sights.
"Onwards and outwards" to the 'stuff'!
Till the next time...
Cheers to all
Anita who is getting back on the job!
Yep, I can hear you now... '... she's dreamin'!', but still optimistic (another word for dillusional maybe...). You know what I mean... now stop.
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