Tuesday, October 28, 2008

How to Make my Brain Implode

So on a Saturday morning I'm driving along a residential street, happily on my way to meet a friend for some great and rarely gotten "girl time". However, due to various last second things popping up (as they always do), I was running a bit behind schedule, so I had no "lee-way" in travel time.

Naturally, I drove by--and I'm not exaggerating---5 yard sales in a matter of a mile and a half. And no time to stop and peruse for my furniture fixation. FIVE! 1-2-3-4-5! Ugh! and no time to stop.

I'm still picking bits of cranium out of my car seat.

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. : )

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

How to Make my Brain Implode

So on a Saturday morning I'm driving along a residential street, happily on my way to meet a friend for some great and rarely gotten "girl time". However, due to various last second things popping up (as they always do), I was running a bit behind schedule, so I had no "lee-way" in travel time.

Naturally, I drove by--and I'm not exaggerating---5 yard sales in a matter of a mile and a half. And no time to stop and peruse for my furniture fixation. FIVE! 1-2-3-4-5! Ugh! and no time to stop.

I'm still picking bits of cranium out of my car seat.

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. : )