Tim recently asked me to blog about him. In Tim’s world right now, he has decided BYU would be a much better experience with an MacBook and instead of dipping into our personal funds, he got creative.
Tim is an avid drummer and though he only has two hands and two feet, felt the need to have two drum sets. The water blue kit is LOUD like thunder and the little butter yellow kit much more tolerable. He got to thinking, do I really need two drum sets? and made the decision to sell the butter kit. After listing it on Craigslist Saturday, he had a buyer in our living room by Monday, cash in hand on Wednesday night. What a turnaround! Having worked in a music store, STOCK doesn’t even fly off the shelves at that rate! It has been an emotional journey as well that Tim compared to selling a child. I thought it was probably more like selling a pet. After his recent success, Tim got to wondering what else he could sell and has posted an Alesis mixer he’s not using and has already gotten four offers in the last 24 hours.
When we were out for dinner with Chandra, Ted, Michelle and Terry last night, we were sharing our recent success with Craigslist. Terry has a boat he loves to take out on Utah Lake in the summer and after a moment of Michelle’s quiet contemplation, he says, “Don’t even think about it, honey!” to which Michelle responds, “The thought just crossed my mind!” We laughed that selling the boat would pay for two trips to Michelle’s beloved Hawaii! Ted is going to sell his kayak, so if anyone is on the market, check out their blog to the right in the blogroll and get in touch with them!
This morning as I’m getting up, I hear Ginger the kitten scream upstairs, Tim yell, and thunderous footsteps coming down the stairs. Apparently Ginger had snuck upstairs to torment the Scully cat, a favorite past time, and when Tim had customarily come to collect her, she viscously attacked him — rather out of character for our fiesty kitten. To teach her a lesson, Ginger got a bath and Tim got more scratches. While pictures are below, please don’t let Ginger determine the next time you come over — she really isn’t a killer like you might think!
So you’re coming over tomorrow, right??