Bad White Trash Memories

I made that jive ass turkey. No problem.

Thanksgiving was a success and I've spent much of the past two days doing nothing, but it's back to the grind tomorrow because I have two articles due on Monday for an ocularist's newsletter. If you don't know, an ocularist makes ocular prosthetics.

This week, I've got to follow up with the substitute situation and get to work on the two grants I'm writing right now- one paid and one as a volunteer for AARF, the rescue that owns Douglas (see widget at right).

My craigslist selling has really picked up- I've sold everything that I've listed except for this horrible old couch and a dog crate, but I'm going to relist them both tomorrow. I thought I was going to sell the couch today. After asking me a thousand questions about the couch, the guy said that he'd be by to pick it up between 4 and 5, but he never showed. Annoying. I'm asking $30 for the couch. I'm asking for that amount because that's about how much it's worth. About the only good thing I have to say about that couch is that you can sit on it, but what do you expect for $30? This guy wanted to know if it had any tears. If I could take additional pictures for him. If we smoked. If we had pets. He just kept asking questions, which I can understand if you'd paying say over $50, but what do you expect for $30?

Likewise, the dog crate has someone who is interested in it and I've basically told her that I can meet her anywhere at any time with it, just tell me where and when and she keeps giving me the most vague answers- Like "southeast atlanta after 2pm." Sure. I'll be there!

I'm giving up on both of those fools and starting fresh tomorrow. We're also selling some stuff on ebay that has been sitting in the basement for a while. We sold three items and have 4 more listed. I'm hoping to make about $400 from those sales, but most of it goes to my husband since it's his stuff. I get a cut since I'm doing the work to get it sold like one of those "We Will Sell Your Stuff on Ebay" stores. I'd love to open one of those stores, but unfortunately, I just saw one located near me survive for several months and then die a slow painful death until is finally went under. No thanks. I'll stick to writing for now.