GI Joe ruined my weekend. I was cleaning out the attic in preparation for selling our house, and I came across my childhood toys (that my attic inherited from my parents’ attic when they sold their house). At first it was a nice moment of nostalgia as I recalled the easy life of being a kid and playing all day long. But then I was faced with the dilemma of What Do I Do With All This Stuff? I am NOT going to pack them up in boxes to transport to the next house (then the next, then the next). At first I thought I’d just donate them to charity, but wait!!! What if they’re worth something?!?! A quick check on ebay surprised me – there’s a lot of collectors out there who will pay some decent money for an early 80’s GI Joe. How exciting! And look, there’s a website that will help you match up all those guns and backpacks with the correct figure! I can match all these things up and sell them for $5 – $10 bucks a pop! By 1am Sunday I realized how bad of an idea this was. It was taking forever, and I hadn’t even taken any pictures for ebay.
After sleeping on it and then consulting my Wise Counselor (wife), I resolved (well.. she told me) to just slap the whole darn lot up on ebay. Forget the sorting and labeling, just get it out there. That even ended up taking too long, but at least I was able to move on to other things. But I couldn’t help thinking that I’d been bitten by the bug that causes everyone everywhere to keep things they don’t need for years and years and years – “I can’t throw this away, what if its worth something one day!” Sure, everything has value to someone, and ebay makes that far to easy to discern. But I could have profited much more this weekend by either getting the house on the market, or doing some work for some clients, or even taking a nap. I ain’t going to get rich based off of the stuff in the attic, and even if I was, at this point I’d rather not know about it. It feels much better to give it away or throw it in the trash – especially when that trash is the Wake County Convenience Center down the street where you can throw just about anything in this big dumpster then they press the button and reduce it all to the size of a peanut – SWEET!
So GI Joe, thanks for the good times, but you really ruined my weekend. For your sake, I hope the person who buys you on ebay doesn’t throw you in dumpster one day.
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I hate GI Joe
GI Joe ruined my weekend. I was cleaning out the attic in preparation for selling our house, and I came across my childhood toys (that my attic inherited from my parents’ attic when they sold their house). At first it was a nice moment of nostalgia as I recalled the easy life of being a kid and playing all day long. But then I was faced with the dilemma of What Do I Do With All This Stuff? I am NOT going to pack them up in boxes to transport to the next house (then the next, then the next). At first I thought I’d just donate them to charity, but wait!!! What if they’re worth something?!?! A quick check on ebay surprised me – there’s a lot of collectors out there who will pay some decent money for an early 80’s GI Joe. How exciting! And look, there’s a website that will help you match up all those guns and backpacks with the correct figure! I can match all these things up and sell them for $5 – $10 bucks a pop! By 1am Sunday I realized how bad of an idea this was. It was taking forever, and I hadn’t even taken any pictures for ebay.
After sleeping on it and then consulting my Wise Counselor (wife), I resolved (well.. she told me) to just slap the whole darn lot up on ebay. Forget the sorting and labeling, just get it out there. That even ended up taking too long, but at least I was able to move on to other things. But I couldn’t help thinking that I’d been bitten by the bug that causes everyone everywhere to keep things they don’t need for years and years and years – “I can’t throw this away, what if its worth something one day!” Sure, everything has value to someone, and ebay makes that far to easy to discern. But I could have profited much more this weekend by either getting the house on the market, or doing some work for some clients, or even taking a nap. I ain’t going to get rich based off of the stuff in the attic, and even if I was, at this point I’d rather not know about it. It feels much better to give it away or throw it in the trash – especially when that trash is the Wake County Convenience Center down the street where you can throw just about anything in this big dumpster then they press the button and reduce it all to the size of a peanut – SWEET!
So GI Joe, thanks for the good times, but you really ruined my weekend. For your sake, I hope the person who buys you on ebay doesn’t throw you in dumpster one day.