I’ve never sold something on ebay before, and now that the glorified rush of seeing a plus balance in paypal has worn off, now I hafta deal with the shipping conundrum. The pressure is immense. Wrapping isn’t my forte. The dealer gets to rate the seller on all kinds of things, and what if my wrapping efforts are insufficient? Or involve too copious a wad of tape? What if she laughs at me? God I hate being judged on indeterminates.
Also, for possibly the first time in my adult life, there aren’t any reams of bubble wrap lying around in swooshy-pop bundles. I always have bubble wrap. It’s like a useless fixture of my everyday life. Now that I could actually use some extraneous aerated land-fill, the stuff is gone. All gone. We must have had an overthorough cleaning spree the last time.
What does this teach us, boys and girls? You should never ever clean and organize. Heed my advice on this issue and you’ll never hafta pay $39.99 parcel post to send a modestly sized electronic item wrapped snugly in a queen size comforter.
I’m gonna be the ebay reject.
Update: I found a ream of bubble-wrap, so you can all relax now. I know that must have weighed heavy on your mind. I also found half a roll of butter-rum lifesavers in the storage closet. They taste…vintage.
See. It’s not a wasted day.