The hubby did a few internal changes to my blog and now bloglines can't read the feed. So, you'll only be seeing a [!] if you subscribe to this blog until he can fix it. I guess if you see the exclamation point, you know there's a new post.
7 Comments August 28, 2006
Figuring out how to sell stuff is harder than I expected. I decided to not go with ebay and my hubby has made me a little site, much like this blog page. I didn't want to get into all that bidding stuff. Here's the product, here's the price, you want it, you buy it, the end.
I have uploaded most of the goods I have so far, but figuring out pricing is yuck. I want the items to be cheap, but I still have to make it worth all my effort. Then, trying to figure out how to charge shipping cost?! argh. I wish things could just ship for free. I don't want to charge the buyer some outrageous fee when they are only buying a $3. teacup, but I also can't afford to foot the shipping bill, so I must find some happy ground on that one.
So far- I have put all the sheets up for sale as whole pieces. I still think I should cut them up into 4 equal pieces. I'd like anyone who wants some to have the opportunity to buy them. How would I cut them up straight and evenly though? I dunno. Would you all want to buy a whole Queen sized sheet? That's a lot of fabric…probably close to 4 1/2? I'm taking a poll on that. Here goes…
If you are someone who is interested in buying some thrifted sheeting, would you want to pay maybe $10 for a whole vintage full/queen sized sheet or would you rather maybe $4. for a little over a yard? I rarely sew anything big enough to need so much sheeting and also I don't like to use the same fabric for too many projects, but that's just me. What do you all say? Last call for opinions.
7 Comments August 28, 2006
Guess what? I accomplished everything on my list this weekend. That's a first. So, here is the recovered bench.
Daddy and Keely made pizza together. It is really hard? trying? to cook with Keely. She constantly says, "Is it ready yet?" I mean, constantly. As soon as she is finished saying it once, she starts again. After about 20 minutes, you think you may loose your mind, or consider using the rolling pin to whack yourself in the head. She really loves to "help" cook anything and also clean. Yesterday, she dumped all of our trash for me and wouldn't even let me help her. Anywho. Where was I? Ah yes, pizza…
14 Comments August 28, 2006
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