Oh, how I wish this challenge had come up in couple of months time. But alas, it’s on now, so I don’t have anything super cool to share. However, you will get a brief glimpse of how I’ve occupied myself during my prison sentence/sick leave (can you sense how the walls are caving in?).
So, my morning ritual takes a while. You know, deciding if today is really worth putting clothes on. So far, on most days, I’ve managed to convince myself that the effort is worth the result.
Then I usually log on FB, check if I’ve sold anything, see my blog stats and then e-mail. Still nothing exciting. But when these onlining things are done, my more interesting life begins. First, I go through my sellable items and see what are most likely to sell. Sometimes there are Wild West Sales in the group I frequent and then you don’t have to take individual photos but can gather them like this:
How convenient. On WW-sale you don’t have to price them either. People can bid on them whatever they wish and you don’t have to sell if you think the price is too low. However, sometimes people want to see close ups:
This one is either by Tampella or Finlayson and already sold. It’s in mint condition and I sold it in quite a low price. Why? Because it’s been in my sewing stash for couple of years already and I wanted to get rid of it. Good quality item but did nothing for me so it could go.
After I’ve done with the Totally Going To Sell-things, I usually switch on the What Else Could I Get Rid Off-mode. I’m currently redoing my wardrobe (because the Future Is Open And Must Get Serious About Careers And Stuff-thing) so I’m going through all my clothes and eyeing them critically. As in: Would They Hire Me In This? One particular item is giving me a headache. It’s definitely not a professional (unless you work on Rue St. Denis in Paris) BUT it’s pretty and I love the colour AND I do need going out clothes too. But the big BUT is that it’s began to fray:
The dress has a scalloped hem and there is a fray there too. Any suggestions on how to mend this would be greatly welcome. Anyhoo, back to my day. Sometimes I need to be adult and call places (doctors, insurance companies etc.) which usually end up me either in tears or mad steaming. Both and/or in that order. Then I need something calming so I eat some chocolate. If that’s not enough, I might do some crafting:
Yeah, yeah. It’s beautiful, I know. Incidentally, guess how many Valentines I managed to send? Am I predictable or what?
Now, you may have gotten the impression that I’m always home. And that’s totally not true. Sometimes I get invited to parties where I go as far as having fun. Last party was in January. It was my sister’s birthday where I almost didn’t go because I didn’t want to risk anything happening to my knee before the operation. I’m glad that I did go because I got some fun photos (that I may or may not use for blackmailing sometime in the future) and I got to drink some Ron Ron Juice. Yes, my sister hosted a Jersey Shore-party. Here’s my cousin pouring herself some of the said drink:
Beware: It gives you a killer hangover. The kind that gets you wishing you were dead the next morning. Fun times!
So this is the life of Thrifty Finn. If you are interested, click HERE to see other interpretations of the theme.
P.S. Funny story. My sister, totally getting on in the theme, did an entire Jersey Shore-makeover on herself. Trashy clothing, weaves, nail extensions. The works. Of course, piece de la resistance was to be her fake tan. She, never having done this before, did the tanning thing with a self-tanning lotion. She added some and when she didn’t see immediate results, added some (a lot) more. I swear to gods, she kept changing colour in my eyes. It was a lightish orange-brown when I arrived at the party and by the time we got to the bar, her tint was bordering purple. A la Cristian Ronaldo. Like I said. Fun times.