Craigslist. I love to love it, I love to hate it. I just finished dealing with a person who tried to get me to drop my price by $2. While he was here to pick up the pieces. When you're paying less than $10 for something that's worth easily more than I'm charging, that's a problem. I think when you find yourself insisting that they pay that extra $2, that's when you know you're poor. When $2 is worth the pain of insisting on someone paying it. If I was going for a garage sale atmosphere, I wouldn't be selling on craigslist. Okay, end of rant.
Also, I'm getting tired of arranging my time so people can come over and pick up the stuff of ours that they are buying. We're trying to fit back into the same size trailer we came out here with almost a year and a half ago. *Sigh* I hate having to start completely over acquiring furniture for a household. At least this time we're moving with a chair. A folding chair. Also, don't mind my attitude. It has to do with saying goodbye to perfectly usable and nice pieces that we've been given or gotten fairly inexpensively and are now saying goodbye to instead of having them last a whole lot longer with our family. Hopefully this will be one of the few times in my life that I have to do this. Again.
I sound ungrateful. I am really just tired. Moving isn't anyone's most favorite thing to do. It's interesting trying to box things up with two curious little girls who like to pull things out of piles and play with and move them to new places. Oh the joys.
Also, something I feel I should have more time to be excited about. We find out what we're having on Tuesday. I'm excited when I think about it but I don't have time to let that be something for my mind to rest on for very long. At least this pregnancy is going by quickly and fairly painlessly. I'll take it!
Okay, there's your update for now. Still no job. We'll let you know as soon as we know. Either way, June 29th we are leaving this apartment unless something job-wise comes up in this area. We're not making any REALLY concrete plans at this point for anything.
1 comment:
I BET your tired!! I'm tired FOR you, just reading this. It really is a pain moving, and trying to downsize, and not knowing where you're headed. Stress!! I had a roommate at Ricks who, during finals, would randomly call people from the student directory and yell down the phone, "STRESS!! FINALS! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!" and hang up. (this was pre-caller-ID days, mind you). It worked wonders to let off some of the steam. I'd suggest you try it -- if it were still pre-caller-ID days, that is. ;)
p.s. Brian affectionately calls our kids "the redistributors." Your kids can claim that label too, if you like.
Hang in there! We are soooo praying for you and thinking of you in this stressful time.
pss. $2 is $2! I'd make 'em pay, too! Just because... well, because!
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