Monday, Monday Can't Trust That Day

The whole world is going crazy with this Corona virus. They are having social separation I believe they call it where you should either hole up in your home until it is safe to come out, not go to work and or work from home. Schools are closing for weeks, restaurants are closing, bars too. Millions are loosing their jobs for the time being. Sports are being called off. Kit's kids are coming home from Mexico and Germany. Our planned trip to Keeneland is called off this year. There is talk of the Derby being rescheduled. No NBA, no MLB, no NCAA.

So what does one do? I can read and work on my pile of stuff I have bought (and bought and bought) and continue to post on Mercari. I sold several things last week but nothing so far today. Keeping track with online social media, I am not alone but others are still selling. They sell on several platforms I believe and they are hard pressed to tell you what they sell.

One blabbermouth disclosed Shopgoodwill. I wish the entire world was still ignorant of that glorious web site, but it was ruined a long time ago. I believe they hired an outside agency to run it for them and thus it changed. But, it does not stop me from dropping money now and then. Especially now that I am trying to find places to find things that sell. Like my beloved jewelry.

The blabbermouth said she is able to sell at a profit her stuff. I wonder where? Am I too high or am I on the wrong web site? I refuse to try E-bay again. Too high and the fees are imposed whether you sell or not.

So, I tried Poshmark last night to sell some jewelry but the way they run the app is quite different from Mercari and so I must just adapt.

I did make $50 selling thru LouFB.

Okay. Enough.

I went to Goodwill the Bins Saturday I believe and found some wonderful things. An Irish Fisherman sweater, valued at $140 on one of those home net work shows. But, made in Ireland and beautiful and brand new. I found a printer, a Lexmark still new in the box wrapped in shrink wrap along with the instructions so hopefully my trips to the library will be limited now. I found other stuff too, a Corning ware dish, several ball caps that are unworn (Joe gave them to Beau and Flip) I found four pairs of "wellies" rain boots, 2 children sizes and 2 women adult. I found a brand new unworn pair of tennis shoes and a nice pair of sandals.  But my favorite thing (after the Irish sweater) is a banged up canvass  back pack that has seen better days with a tiny pin attached to it meaning white noise. Canvass and leather. Really neat.

Bummer of a Saturday

The NCAA tournament and all that accompanies it, conference games and merchandise, the hope that UK will make it to a candy andy bracket that might lead them to the final 4...all of that smashed against the craggy mountains. Cancelled because of this Corona virus that has our country in a flux and trying to keep people from congregating into crowds larger than 250.

So what does one do on a Saturday afternoon when one of the Main reasons you LOVE Saturdays is because of Basketball. Saturday's joy has been ripped away from us. From me. Nothing to do but watch it rain and contemplate heading to the BINS.

Should I? If ever there was a festering pool of yucky germs and possibility of catching a horrible disease it would be definitely be   at the BINS. I'll wear gloves as always, but who know what horrors lurk everywhere.

I've sold three things from the Bins in Jeff this week. The Yellow Gap Rain boots for $ 20 bucks and two Colt jerseys to a Trump supporter named Dale who drives a truck. What else would he be? But he was extremely nice.

Mercari not so kind this week, Kylo Ren,, bracelets, and two shirts (bin swag) making me about 28 bucks cleared. Hope this week is better.

On the learning curve for certain. Last night I even watched You Tube shows on selling on Mercari and got some damn good tips.

I lost the piece of paper, but I think I remember some

1) post betrween 7pm - 10 pm CT
2) Use promotions as much as you can, 10 a day
3) take good pictures and as many as possible
4)

Thats it.

I Can Write A Memoir

AKA the day I met Eddie Money

I was reading a memoir by a fellow Woodford Countian and thought that my life, though not as name dropping as hers, merits a memoir too.

Then I read a Facebook post about an upcoming event in Lexington at a place I use to work, and the background was semi wrong. The only person they could actually get information from began working there 20 years after  the events reported on!

I put a snappy reply outlining my involvement in the time line written about. The actual name of the club in the later 1970's, some of the people who passed thru there and name dropped. Imagine that! Not that I have any contact with the people I referred to, just that I was there and that I witnessed a lot of stuff in my short tenure at the club.

Another part of my colorful past that may or may not be of interest to anyone but me. Then again, as the case is over and over. I may be wrong.

I could always embellish like I did about meeting Eddie Money. Now, I did meet Eddie at the above mentioned venue and the encounter I recreated was all true but the final detail. Eddie did not give us tickets to see him opening for the Stones in 1978, but it sure added to my memory of him.

My true memory in my minds eye was an average looking guy with some strange eyes and long hair and wearing white clogs. And he was very nice.

I have a memoir in me.

Why I love Wednesday

Because its Survivor Night!!!

When I wake up and realize its Wednesday my heart and head do the happy dance! Wednesday is also garbage pick up day so its always satisfying to see all the recycling go. When we lived in Olive Branch and in Guthrie they did not recycle and I hated that! They pick up the trash once a week and the recycling every other. So its a big deal because I try to recycle everything. At times we will have four heavily filled containers out there. It's embarrassing at times to hear all the glass hitting the compactor or what ever they use. I bring my aluminum  cans to Ned. They have a college fund for the three grandkids. They have been collecting cans and redeeming for as long as I remember.

I use to do it when I was broke. Like when I worked at EPI and made about 19 grand a year with raising a child, sending them to a catholic school and after school program, and going to school at night. Don't know how I did it but I do know that the aluminum cans from our family reunion in 1988 was a God Send. Then the price bottomed out. I took them to the recycling center in OB and usually got just about enough to buy more beer.

Anyway, its Wednesday and I am printing labels at the library because I sold some stuff on Mercari. Yay me.

I have sold the Gap Yellow Rain Boots I scored at the Bins @1.29/lb I guess they cost me about $5 and I'm going to get 20 for them. I love reselling and I suppose it is another way to recycle! I think I am going to open up an account at one of the credit unions and begin a nest egg with the proceeds.

I'm learning as I go along. Like I'm hesitant to sell this Funko Pop stuff because the packaging is so important! I'm selling Kylo Ren for 15 because the box top is a little compromised. A little dented. I bought 5 of them from Shopgoodwill but the shipping was outrageous!! Which I am finding to be the barrier to selling stuff. Anything worth anything (ie over 8 oz) cost almost as much as the profit.

But I am falling in love with the Bins.

I'll save that for another day.

What I love about Thursday

What I love about Thursday is that I get to go to the SSTC and pick up my auction loot! AKA booty. Last week was a total disaster when it came to reselling. First off, I could not find a silver turquoise bracelet that I had sold for $36 bucks! I went thru everything in the jewelry boxes, containers, and bags. What I discovered was several items were missing, including but not limited to the silver bracelet because I have no idea who or when it was taken!!,  the 1969 high school ring at 10K gold worth about 600 bucks on ebay, and my turquoise and red long necklace. The necklace ended up with my daughter. When she took it is anyone's guess. And she just  happened to have a 1969 high school ring they found (supposedly) at some park. Coincidence? I have to give her the benefit of the doubt.

Then the SSTC lost my Vera Bradley bags which I had put up on Mercari and had sold! Shit fire! They have a new worker there and it quite possibly was not her fault, but Sher would never have misplaced my stuff. It was found later and I will pick it up today. I learned a valuable lesson which is to not place it up for sale until I have it in my hand.

The third, because it always comes in 3's doesn't it?, was I shipped two Churchill Down mugs in a Chef Boyrdee box and the item arrived damaged. Broken. I had not put enough packaging in the bottom. Damn.

All in all, it cost me last week. My learning curve. Today I am sending out a box that has a piece of Heager pottery and I have written fragile all over the box!

That's what I love about Thursday.