Someone should profit from my daughter’s childhood, and it’s gonna be me
Just a quickie today to let you know that I’ve decided to clean out my basement and profit from the spoils. Because there’s no better time than during the vacant days of the holiday season to take on a major project that involves lots of dirt and little tangible reward.
This odyssey began on Thanksgiving when I went down there, looked around, and decided I was turning into the hoarder I bought my house from.
So, I spent the entire day in a dust mask sorting through hideous piles of junk, giving thanks that there was some valuable stuff mixed in: throw away, give away, ebay. Yes! I have discovered ebay to be a wondrous vehicle of dispersal for Isabella’s most treasured childhood possessions, or at least those with some resale value.
We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.
We make a life by what we give. Then repo and sell on ebay. Make life as profitable self-enriching as possible.
What am I gonna do for others this holiday season? Yeah, right — what am I gonna do for ME. It’s the thought that counts? Forget it! I want my money back.
I don’t know what’s more fun, recouping a percentage of my birthday, Christmas, and yard sale presents to Isabella, or writing the descriptions (click to enlarge).
Who knows, when I run out of doll clothes and plastic toys, maybe I’ll move on to my own collection of useless objects — I still have half a basement to go and the holiday season has only just begun.
I love this almost as much as I love you. xoxo
Aw, thanks Stacie! You are so supportive and loyal — thanks as ever for being here xx
After my comment, you will believe how closely I am identifying with this post! I am almost at the end of a 12 year project of disbursing, dispersing, trying to sell, trying to give away a household spanning 4 generations spanning more than 100 years. Next: the dumpster. Your post, however, has ever so much more humor! Good luck!