Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Economic Pick-Me-Up

Right now I'm visiting my Dad in the heart of the Midwest. A nice little slice of "Main Street" America, too small to qualify as a city, but much larger than the villages and townships sprinkled around its rural perimeter. It's pretty here; a simple town with a variety of large,hundred-year-old homes as well as modest yet cozy bungalows. This little town is rich with history from the Civil War, Underground Railroad, and long-ago presidents. Surrounded by miles and miles of farms, one would think that maybe, just maybe, this little homey hub of friendly folk could be immune from the maddening malaise that is Washington, D.C. Not entirely, but there is hope (and, No, I'm not referring to any candidates)....
Among all the financial concerns, it always boils down to this: everyone wants a bargain. I found one.
As my Dad drove down Church Street, a magnetic pull forced me to slap my face up against the passenger window (much like the dog does)and gasp. There, stacked and looking as tempting as a shop full of jelly donuts were...CHAIRS! Tons of them! Cane-backed, Deco-styled, with seats, no seats, chipped, old, and calling my name. It was fate.I've been planning on trying to expand my hobby of painting & selling unique furniture into a small business; and what does one need to start? Capital. And what is part of capital? Inventory. And I just found some inventory: 9 chairs and a footstool for $32.00.
Not a big deal on a large scale, I know; this will not be bailing anyone out. But, it will be helping this dreamer/entrepreneur get started. : )

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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Economic Pick-Me-Up

Right now I'm visiting my Dad in the heart of the Midwest. A nice little slice of "Main Street" America, too small to qualify as a city, but much larger than the villages and townships sprinkled around its rural perimeter. It's pretty here; a simple town with a variety of large,hundred-year-old homes as well as modest yet cozy bungalows. This little town is rich with history from the Civil War, Underground Railroad, and long-ago presidents. Surrounded by miles and miles of farms, one would think that maybe, just maybe, this little homey hub of friendly folk could be immune from the maddening malaise that is Washington, D.C. Not entirely, but there is hope (and, No, I'm not referring to any candidates)....
Among all the financial concerns, it always boils down to this: everyone wants a bargain. I found one.
As my Dad drove down Church Street, a magnetic pull forced me to slap my face up against the passenger window (much like the dog does)and gasp. There, stacked and looking as tempting as a shop full of jelly donuts were...CHAIRS! Tons of them! Cane-backed, Deco-styled, with seats, no seats, chipped, old, and calling my name. It was fate.I've been planning on trying to expand my hobby of painting & selling unique furniture into a small business; and what does one need to start? Capital. And what is part of capital? Inventory. And I just found some inventory: 9 chairs and a footstool for $32.00.
Not a big deal on a large scale, I know; this will not be bailing anyone out. But, it will be helping this dreamer/entrepreneur get started. : )

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