More good news! I’ll tell you this part first because it’s more incredible than I’d even hoped for. I recently had multiple offers on my book Love In Progress and accepted one on the condition that I make it a series! So after some late nights brainstorming proposals with my critique partner Jules and my kicks beta Amanda, I proposed a series which Forever Yours has signed!
I’d had my fingers crossed to sell one book, so selling three is even better than my wildest dreams.
Also in excellent news, I’ve made the two hour move and started a new day job which I LOVE. The husband is still finishing up some renovations on our house and I’m very hopeful it will sell. It feels greedy to ask that our good luck streak continue a little longer, but I wouldn’t complain if it did.
So we love our new digs and I love my new job, but moving in general is a pain. We’re downsizing to a much smaller house and decided to sell a lot of our furniture. We’ve been living in a rural area where there isn’t a craigslist or anything like that, but the Facebook yard sale page is hopping. I’ve had lots of good experiences selling on craigslist before. I sell you my furniture for cheap and in return for a good deal, you get it the hell out of my house. Win win.
Apparently I was wrong. Facebook yardsale has quickly become the bane of my existence. I think I’m at the point where I would rather burn everything I own than deal with another human being on that site.
One person who asked me to measure my table, then asked: “Is that big? Because I have a little one and I need a bigger size?” Lady. I’ve never been to your house. I have no idea how big your table is and therefore, I have no idea if mine is bigger.
My other favorite: The picture I posted of our sofa has the dogs laying on it. Someone messages me to ask if it was from a pet free home. My response? No. I own the dogs sitting on the sofa.
This is excluding the four am text from the woman who wanted me to enter into a payment plan with her, the person who couldn’t find my house even though she lives right down the street, and the woman who had her husband drive up to the yard sale then wouldn’t get out of the car and yelled questions at me until I came to the car door to show her items Price Is Right Style.
Habitat for Humanity picks up, right? On the plus side, the next time we move, this will already all be done!