22nd June 2018
Larry brought the truck back, the droning sound from the front wheels has been replaced by a groaning sound from my wallet. I feel I am rebuilding the vehicle one piece at a time. In all fairness it’s a small price to pay for what we expect it to do for us.
Kelli put on line a new piece that we had just finished. It was one we called “tobacco road” because it stank of smoke. The end result looked good, and in a short time someone bought it, or at least asked us to hold it until Monday. We had no shortage in people interested, so we could have sold it several times over.
This has made us think about how we sell things in the future. The two places we sell at currently have not been that successful, and as we have rent plus commissions taken out, consistent sales are essential.
Selling direct would be more profitable for us, so it will give us something to think about.
I just settled in for my evening cup of coffee when Kelli announced that she found a free furniture piece on Craigslist. It was 9.15pm, so gulping down a mouthful we rushed off to check it out. This is like a gold rush, the first to get there takes it, and god help anyone who gets in our way.
The address led us up to a place at the top of the world,to a house that was obviously being cleared. The piece stood like a monolith, tall, and effing heavy. It didn’t look heavy, until I tried to move it, it just didn’t budge. We both struggled to get it into the back of the truck, and with the aid of a bungy to hold the rear door down we made our way back.
