Some days it’s good to turn the computer off and do other stuff. Saturdays are my catch up days.
Being disabled means pacing is all. I work on something physical for a few minutes and then need to rest. It can have the feeling of painting the Forth Bridge – yes I know they have new paint which means they don’t have to start again as soon as they finish – but you get the idea.
Today, acutely aware that we need to cover huge vet bills, I’m selling anything not nailed down on eBay. Allowing for a certain hyperbole, I have a massive box of jumble, listings to sell and a huge pile more once I’m able to go for my first 100! I’ve pressed the button anyhow.
I’m not quite an eBay Virgin but I’m not far off. It’s a baptism of fire.
I can’t help thinking there’s a story in it. The woman who couldn’t stop selling her goods. I’m warning my partner to keep on the move. I may take a photo and put him on special offer. Although the postage would be expensive. I’m not sure I’m entirely comfortable with the image of him as ‘local pick up’.