Decision Made

I hear the church choir singing now….Hallelujah! Hallelujah! A decision has been made, without help from anyone  (despite begging for it from my husband, who will now be referred to as Ass man [for non related reasons]). I think it’s easier, sometimes, to have people make decisions for you - it takes all the heming and hawing out - but even better, you have someone to blame if the plan fails.  But, I did manage this one all on my own.   

And the decision is…… picking. My storefront will not be popping up anytime soon, and it most definitely will not be a career change (at least not right away) but I am hopeful that it will bring a few extra bucks to my pocket (especially since that darn money tree has yet to sprout!).  And I really enjoy doing it.

On the weekends I will walk through people’s houses at estate sales and in the summer I will be hitting all the garage sales I can.  Last, but certainly not least - I will canvas the neighborhoods on garbage days as I pick the streets for the next hidden treasure. Look for me soon on a street near you! And, I can still do my research and investigating, which I love, because I will need to identify and learn about the value of the pieces I’ve uncovered.

I’m not to proud to tell ya’ll that I really like garbage picking. In fact, I’ve already had a few good picks that are proudly displayed in our home. Like the wooden bench that sits in front of the window in the front room.  Which is the “living room” and the “family room” anyway?  I can never remember, so in our house, it’s the front room and back room. Or the front room and ugly room.  I also found an old, cool metal tool/bin box for Ass man.  I’ve found dining room chairs and an old metal chandelier that we hung from a tree at our old house.  Most recently, I picked a highchair that is in pretty darn good condition and a big, sturdy basket that can be used for laundry, or toy storage.  Best part is that they were all FREE!!! I’m going to sell the highchair at a mom to mom sale I was already planning on having.

Becoming a real estate agent will happen, just not right now.  See, the class starts on March 29^th and runs for about five weeks, two nights a week in the evenings for either three or four hours a night.  Hambone and Porkchop have swimming lessons starting on March 21^st for seven weeks.  In addition, we have all those summer trips planned.  My brain is telling me that I should wait until fall to take the class. That way I will not feel like I’m missing out on precious family time. 

So there it is – my dilemma is solved.  I know everyone was losing sleep over it – wondering what I should do and all.  Because no one else has more serious dilemmas of their own – right?

Until next time, don’t forget to live, laugh love!

xoxo