Ok, so I only ended up writing one weight loss blog. Anything I used for the long copy went in my notebook. Not that it didn’t feel good to finally write that last one. Hope it wasn’t TMI. I’m in a rotten mood this morning. I’m not sure how I’ll get any writing done unless I get out of it. That’s why you shouldn’t ride your partners too hard - if they get upset or stressed, you won’t get as good of work out of them. Gotta be nice and encouraging, folks. Even if you don’t use it for the industry, it’s solid life advice.
Nick and I are having a garage sale at his soon-to-be-old-place tomorrow. With what we have, I think we can pull in $200 from it. But more importantly, this shit will get gone. Had this overwhelming mental image yesterday of a tide of junk ebbing in and out of our lives. Things wash up, things recede. We buy things, and a little later, we sell them again. So much of what we put value on has no value. I don’t give a shit about the toaster I’m selling.
I don’t know.
Slightly inspired by Dan’s talk in class about taking any and every chance to be creative, I made signs for the sale. Made them in Word Pad, because that’s all that’s on this computer. There’s a lot of foot traffic in these neighborhoods, so I thought it’d be appropriate. Had headlines like “Find the used toaster oven you’ve always wanted,” “Where else are you going to get something for a quarter?” “Garage sales are one of those priceless family experiences everyone’s always talking about,” “Support the needy - Buy our junk,” and “Only chumps buy it new.” Not the best, but cute, and hopefully effective.
Ugh. Feeling so dreary today.