Typically I try my best to comment back to every comment; I love the interaction and feedback I receive from you guys. Also I have gotten my fair share of both love and hate in comments and messages as I try to keep it honest through good, bad, and ugly. Any longtime readers know the struggle I have had recently with bad/ugly and balance.
Yesterday while food shopping, I received and email showing I had gotten a new comment on my March numbers post. (I was so angry I deleted the comment immediately; however, I showed the email to my hubby who encouraged me to write this and get stuff out in the open).
Unknown has left a new comment on your post "March Numbers":
Wow, just wow. Why would you keep shopping when you are making so little
and you say you have things to list already. You sound hopeful but
really, you haven't made much money at this. You have a shopping
addiction and you could spend time with your family instead of just
After a lot of talking to my husband and others who wouldn't lie to me and gave me their opinion, I decided to comment with an entire post. (since clearly people aren't taught if you have nothing nice to say don't say anything).
I can guarantee you right now I am not a shopping addict. I do shop often as a hobby. Do you have hobbies? Do you bowl? Play golf? Pay money on gaming consoles? They all cost money. I cut myself slack because while yes this is a business, it is also my hobby. Currently my only hobby.
I say I have currently inventory to list but yet I bought so much more. Since you seem to have been a reader for a bit you know that in my business there are 2 separate (and mostly distinct) sects: eBay and Amazon. I do eBay/Etsy exclusively; hubby does Amazon. Yes I do have more to list; with the exception of $5 all was spent on Amazon inventory. Inventory that is listed and shipped out within 48 hours.
The $5 I spent on eBay inventory could be argued that it is a safety
service. It was a lime green Bumbo. Not only do I enjoy selling these
but I seek out the currently recalled not fixed ones. Bumbo at one time
sent me 15 recall kits at a time because they know that I fix the seats.
While I don't personally feel they were unsafe before, it doesn't hurt
to fix a recall.
I can see where you would get the deduction I have stuff all over my house from my clutter post last week. That equates to 3 (now listed, some sold) totes. When I moved out of my office in October, my attic was PACKED to the hilt with stuff flowing everywhere. Now it is 1/4 to 1/3 full with empty totes and even empty shelves.
If you have been a long time reader you would know about my credit card for the business. You would know it was not a shopping addiction but rather coping (wrongly) from severe depression from a miscarriage. However, if you have any decency you wouldn't bring it up at all. That miscarriage (3 years later) is still an incredibly sore topic for me. However, you would look back to the end of the year posts (pre-2nd round Amazon) and what I didn't spend on inventory. You would see what I have stashed away to pay my miscarriage mistakes.
In fact if you had followed me for any length of time you would know how far I have come from impulse buying to being cold and calculated. Because, yes, I can be a bit impulsive. And that's not a bad thing.
I am hopeful. Why? Because while I have been posting numbers for 2 years this is the first time hubby has been involved. Hubby is floating right around genius level; his aptitude being numbers, percentages, etc. He is rocking this Amazon deal. It is 2 months old. It takes time.
Because you don't have a blog, I can only assume you haven't tried you hand (or have, failed, and are bitter) at reselling and feel the need to belittle others. I don't stoop that low.
Also this last sentence does make me want to reach over and bitch slap you. Spend time with my family? What on God's green earth makes you think that you know THE FIRST THING about my family?!?!?!?! Not that it is any of your business but I never do this alone. I "go on a shopping date" with hubby who I rarely see. Or I rotate children; we go to McDonald's and get a hot fudge sundae, talk about school, and make special trips to the "girly sections" (nail polish, Barbie aisle) or to the video game section. I am a freaking awesome mother and don't you EVER forget it.
As a courtesy reminder I am not over here forcing you to read my posts....in fact if you have nothing good to say I prefer you don't. However, for those who have been with me since the beginning, have watched me fall flat on my face over and over, and have still encouraged me to get back up and fight, I sincerely appreciate you all from the bottom of my heart.