Internet Yard Sale!

I enjoy a great yard sale. My husband, however, DESPISES yard sales. He is more than pleased that I found a great way to find awesome deals, all from the comfort of my home. The new thing? Internet (Facebook) Yard Sales.

I may have an obsession with accessories. Not jewelry per say, but shoes and purses. I know, I know typical girl statement. This past weekend, however, I added 7 new beauties to my purse collection. (One of which I'm not crazy about, but hey they were sold as a lot.)

It is a rare occasion I buy purses or handbags new. I search EBay endlessly and keep an eye out for other online deals. My current obsession: Buy, Sell, Trade groups on facebook. Within the past two months we've found furniture, household items, and other items for next to nothing. We even found our yard/landscaper who does magnificent work for a VERY reasonable price. I also posted some clothing and shoes and made some extra cash.  I encourage you to search in your area for similar groups.

With anything be smart and cautious when shopping via social media:
1. Negotiate the price. With all purchases, we've NEVER paid the price listed online. There's a reason people have these items for sale: to remove from their life or to gain cash.
2. Always pay with cash. Always.
3. Ask several questions about the item before meeting. Specs, dimensions, condition, known issues. This assists in negotiating should you find any additional issues with agrees upon item.
4. When meeting, examine the item thoroughly. Inside-out, underneath, every corner, and every seam.
5. ALWAYS take someone with you!!! This is just a safety concern. You never know who you are meeting. Safety first.

I had a VERY negative experience through a craigslist purchase. The gentleman selling patio furniture begged me to meet him, at his house, without my husband. Needless to say, I DID NOT go. Too creepy.

The items I purchased this weekend...
4 Vera Bradley bags, 2 Nine West, and 1 no brand, hipster bag (the one I'm not thrilled about). All for the outrageous price of $40....

Breathe. I know. I was shocked too.

Snap! I am missing the black microfiber bag!

Now I search endlessly on various facebook pages searching for my next deal.

Until next time. :)

World's Worst...

Holy smokes. Two days of updates and 2 hours of trying to remember my log ins, I have successfully made it back to my blog. I know, right? Clearly, I've failed in the consistency department. I felt it was only necessary to write my re-opening, re-introduction, re-whatever-term-you-choose post about 5 things I am absolutely terrible at. 

5. I am terrible at winged eye liner. You might think this is not a big deal, but for a girl who loves her makeup and loves eye products even more, it's a shame. Smudges. Smears. Crooked. Pitiful.

4. I am terrible at dusting. Let me clarify. I dust regularly, especially because we have an abundance on furballs in our family. But... when my house is professionally cleaned once a month, the dust is nonexistent and stays away for quite some time. I asked how she does it or what she uses, but apparently it is some ancient secret. Solutions for this problem, please let me know. 

3. I am terrible at baking cookies. I don't even know how to explain this one. Every batch I have EVER made is burnt. When I try to prevent the crispy, charcoal mess, I then produce pure goop. Back to the oven, and charcoal results. I cannot find a happy medium. 

2. I am terrible at remembering birthdays. Absolutely terrible. Just ask any of my friends. There are very few birthdays I can remember: my mother, husband, previous boss/current best friend, her daughter, and 2/5 siblings. I told you, terrible. What's even worse, FB tells me when it is a friend's birthday. What is the worst of the worse? My distant family has an email account that sends reminders for birthdays. I vowed to become better at this, but so far, I am not doing so great. The picture below is for all the victims who have fallen prey to my forgetful mind.

 

1. I am terrible at blogging. Clearly. I could tell you that a. I started a new job. b. We bought a house. c. My husband is going though a pastoral program. d. Life is crazy. But... I was taught there are no excuses. By chance if you did have an excuse, you better be paralyzed or 6ft underground. Tough love. 

Again, I vow to become better at this.

For fun, here's how much I have changed in a year:

Literally, no difference. My face is rounder, and I have my new snazzy glasses.