Ridiculous morning.

Yeah, I sell art books. This one is on American Impressionists.

Ridiculous. That is what I am thinking right now. And that may be due to my usual insomnia-laced mania, or (more likely) it may be due to the fact that I woke up at 5am for an estate sale that ended up being SO overpriced, that I bought one thing. One thing! I was the first person in line! I think I mostly just feel silly for thinking that I was going to be able to purchase something for $1000 that ended up with an asking price of $4995. Silly me.

I did realize, as I was driving away, that I have not held up my end of the "no thrifting week". I bought a Starbucks solo coffee press at the estate sale this morning and a tape machine dispenser at a thrift store yesterday. I'd seen the tape dispenser weeks ago, then again when it hadn't sold, and I looked it up, thinking, "I wonder...". It was a good bet. Now I just need to figure out how to ship that darn thing. It will officially be the heaviest thing I have ever shipped. The last time I sold something really bulky that I didn't feel confident about, I went to the local office store, and had them pack it. I don't know why that made me feel better, but it did. We all know what trouble I have with packing :)

So all in all, I feel good. Today and tomorrow may be difficult, but I'm committed to working through my stuff (my inventory, not my emotional handicaps). No encouragements necessary, but all are appreciated, nonetheless.

I'm boycotting California

 

So this rash of commercial boycotts, led by conservative Christian groups, has got me thinking. What would Jesus do?

Let me do some research [Research sounds, coffee drinking, and sleepless nights].

Well folks, I've reached an unfortunate conclusion. It seems that the Christian scripture suggests that Jesus wanted us to love one another, to even sacrifice for one another, even those we have trouble loving. This is not good for the overall argument. I am fine boycotting commercial establishments like JCPenney and Toys R Us, but how does one move out of state, or for that matter, a rapidly changing country? Canada is worse. Mexico is ruled by the cartels. South America, Europe, and on and on; where does a well-meaning conservative girl go?

Africa is the last of the holdouts. Or maybe East Asia.

We're being overrun, people. See the signs.