I spent a couple hours the other day getting most of my stuff ready for the upcoming consignment sale. I'm optimistic. I think I might make some money on this thing. I'm hoping to make enough to add to my iPhone fund to actually buy the thing.
Excuse me. I think I'm salivating.
After writing out all the tags, my hand hurt, but I had everything I'd decluttered so far tagged, priced, and ready to go. I also added a few things. Like this:
This chair is pretty old. Whoever buys it may need to replace some of the screws that have fallen out of it in the past eight years.
I also found all of these things to sell. Although Sam caught me trying to get rid of that stack of metal trucks and made me keep them.
While cleaning and decluttering all of the things you see above, I also got rid of a bunch of cluttery trash and recycling not pictured. (Because, really. Why?)
Then today I got rid of a couple of plastic cases and half of a cat litter box.
I'm going to call this 20.