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chochiyo_sama) wrote2008-12-21 10:10 pm
chochiyo_sama) wrote2008-12-21 10:10 pm
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I worked hard today
I got a lot of stuff done today.
I did a bunch of dishes and cleaned out my refrigerator. I sacked up a bunch of garbage in the kitchen and cleaned out the cat boxes.
I cleaned up the big disaster next to my bed, cleaned out all the drawers in my bedside table and reorganized them, and put away a basket of stuff in the bathroom.
I wrapped up all my presents, including the two that I need to mail off tomorrow. I just have to look up the addresses. I packed all the gifts that are going to my mom's into a laundry basket. Perhaps tomorrow, I will take the outside and put them in the car. Less to carry out on Christmas day. I still need to wrap Jim and DeAnn's gifts. I already wrapped Josue's. I hope he likes it. I almost kept it for myself. It is the cutest little thing. It is the otter webkin. It matches my couch perfectly. It looked so cute laying on my couch! But, I am trying to thin out my toy collection--not add more to it!
Toys--I can't help it that I love them.
I got all my laundry downstairs, but did not sort it out yet. Maybe tomorrow. I would like to get it all washed before Christmas. I really don't want to drag my laundry to mom's house over Christmas.
I hauled some stuff to the craft room but didn't put anything in there away.
Ingrid's husband Jim called me later and hounded me again to come to their house for supper. He came to get me and shoveled a path to my door for me, so that was sweet. My biggest fear was having to clamber through the snow which is about a foot deep in my yard. I'll try to get a picture or two of it tomorrow. It is an impressive amount of snow. We are definitely having a white Christmas this year.
More snow coming on Tuesday, I guess.
Yuck.
I am missing my sweetpea tonight--I miss talking to him, sharing our days, trying to figure things out together. I miss the laughter. It's like an ache. Like the ache in my knee. I think that losing Michael has triggered my loneliness for my little punkin as well.
sigh
Life is hard.
I did a bunch of dishes and cleaned out my refrigerator. I sacked up a bunch of garbage in the kitchen and cleaned out the cat boxes.
I cleaned up the big disaster next to my bed, cleaned out all the drawers in my bedside table and reorganized them, and put away a basket of stuff in the bathroom.
I wrapped up all my presents, including the two that I need to mail off tomorrow. I just have to look up the addresses. I packed all the gifts that are going to my mom's into a laundry basket. Perhaps tomorrow, I will take the outside and put them in the car. Less to carry out on Christmas day. I still need to wrap Jim and DeAnn's gifts. I already wrapped Josue's. I hope he likes it. I almost kept it for myself. It is the cutest little thing. It is the otter webkin. It matches my couch perfectly. It looked so cute laying on my couch! But, I am trying to thin out my toy collection--not add more to it!
Toys--I can't help it that I love them.
I got all my laundry downstairs, but did not sort it out yet. Maybe tomorrow. I would like to get it all washed before Christmas. I really don't want to drag my laundry to mom's house over Christmas.
I hauled some stuff to the craft room but didn't put anything in there away.
Ingrid's husband Jim called me later and hounded me again to come to their house for supper. He came to get me and shoveled a path to my door for me, so that was sweet. My biggest fear was having to clamber through the snow which is about a foot deep in my yard. I'll try to get a picture or two of it tomorrow. It is an impressive amount of snow. We are definitely having a white Christmas this year.
More snow coming on Tuesday, I guess.
Yuck.
I am missing my sweetpea tonight--I miss talking to him, sharing our days, trying to figure things out together. I miss the laughter. It's like an ache. Like the ache in my knee. I think that losing Michael has triggered my loneliness for my little punkin as well.
sigh
Life is hard.
No more eBay.
Just so you know...eBay has changed their policies. Again. And people like you and me can't sell anymore.
In order to sell, you have to accept Paypal. Checks and money orders are no longer allowed. And to accept Paypal (which is owned by eBay) you have to upgrade your personal account to a business or a premium account so you can accept credit cards. Because you have to accept credit cards under eBay rules. That means a monthly fee and a transaction fee for every payment accepted.
So...no more selling on eBay. It's become too commercial. It's succumbed to the same thing that killed the fun of swap meets in drive-in parking lots. Too few garage sale people and too many businesses taking over.
I'm trying something called auction8 right now. I have a "store" and am a VIP as long as I maintain at least 5 auctions at a time. I've listed two items and will list more tonight. I have to sift through the cr@p in my living room to see what I still have pictures of.
I'll still buy on eBay until they force buyers into the same fees and transactions that are driving the sellers away. Then....I'll have to stop buying. Too bad really. I've found some great stuff there that I either never would have found locally or would have taken me forever. I rely on them for my MMA vintage jewelry. But I have most of the Tut stuff now. Still looking for a few. I can find my Muffy bear stuff elsewhere. Steiff too. My bank account would probably be a lot healthier if I left completely.
For now I'm selling on auction8 and looking at some other alternative auction sites. ebid seems to have the #2 spot but it's still way behind eBay. But....that may change. I'm keeping an eye on them.
I've done 2 loads of laundry, 4 loads in the dishwasher and I'm going to do Christmas cards tonight and finish my brother's package to mail tomorrow. So it will be late. They can bite me. Once I wrap my sister's dish I'm done!
I even put up a tree, sort. I put my big glass eye studio balls on a display stand tree and I have my dog's pictures in Christmas frames. And I hung up my Nurnberg angel. So I at least have a little Christmas. My Mom decorated their tree before I could get there.