Cool and clear. Windy? Yesterday was. Very windy and all day long too. I wore shorts, but also a sweatshirt. 50F when I went to sleep, and not all that much warmer during the day.
I ran my errands, starting with helping my wife pick up the GS cookies. Did a pretty good job of filling a honda minivan, and then the half of the foyer. The volunteers at the warehouse rocked.
Then I got some stuff together and took a pickup load to auction. My check for the last one was about ~$840 after commissions. I don’t know what my net was but we are getting back into the area I used to be in- a decent part time income from part time work. If I can get up to doing $500 a week I’ll be happy. And yes, my wife has a great job, for which we are all thankful. Everything I make is “extra” if there is such a thing. I am the ‘stay at home’ after all.
Everyone should be establishing some extra lines of income. Everyone should be exploring alternative sourcing. I’ve mentioned I think things are going to get a lot worse, right? I seem to recall saying something at some point….. anyway. People are still buying stuff. That could and probably will change. Pokemon cards are not going to fill empty bellies, so there is a ‘sell by’ date on Pokemon. Ditto for most of the stuff on ebay or etsy. However, local trading groups and FB, and all the other forms of local selling are going to facilitate barter and money saving reuse/repurpose/resell for the foreseeable future, and may shift from unloading stuff to selling desperately needed basics.
Explore your options now. Everything has a learning curve. Whether you’re a buyer or a seller, or a mix of both, the ‘secondary market’, which is where I’ve been living for years, will play an increasing role in your everyday life. You want to be careful of course. One man’s money saving yard-sale-ing could become .gov’s black-marketeering in short order. The prepper-sphere is always talking about barter for after SHTF. Consider that the fan isn’t so shiny, and has a suspicious odor already…. and start working on some of those skills. In Gulag-19, I’m the ‘scrounger’. Who are you?
Skills, people, stuff. Stack ’em high.