This morning I lay in bed thinking about the whopping $140 I made on Ebay last week.
Thinking about the gas I guzzled into the dry throat of the Volvo, about the shakes I got from drinking too much coffee at 5 in the morning in line for the Catholic's garbage doesn't seem so bad...and I decided I have had it.
Do I really make money or am I just making and spending the same $25 I started this rat trap business with 5 years ago?
Sitting online waiting for auctions to end this afternoon I realized most mommies are probably reading romance novels and having "me" moments while I sit in the basement waiting for an Arkansas grammie to figure if she wants to spend that much on Build a Bears when a miracle happened.
Karma intervened.
I sold a bowl for $100.
A mashed potato bowl.
I just paid my electric bill with a mashed potato bowl.
