Just another day in the life of a public servant: December 2005

Getting in shape

Okay, I've GOT to start going to the gym at least twice a week. I just can't stand it anymore. Not that I'm gaining weight, it's just that I can't stand the feel of flab at my waist.

The picture you see is not me, of course, but that's the look I'm going for. I'm sure that with hours and hours on the thigh master and possibly a little plastic surgery, that I can achieve the same look.

Amazing, selling stuff on Ebay

So far, I've sold 9 glasses, and 7 Neopets on Ebay. I'm just amazed at how much this stuff is worth. The Neopets aggregately brought in about $150.00. And get this; that blue one sold for $37.00! Stunning. I wish I had more to sell. As fab as this selling business is, I don't get to keep the profits from the stuffed animals. Since they belong to my daughter, I'm letting her keep the money, less what I spent on shipping. She's thrilled, and is now looking around her closet for more collectable items.

What's interesting, is I tried to sell other items, such as old National Geographics and a dress, and had no luck. Apparently, there is a market for old crystal and Neopets.

I wonder how much money I could get for selling everything in the house? It's like a world-wide yardsell, except you have to ship the items, instead of people nosing around your basement and driving off with their purchases. I keep looking at the cat and catch myself wondering if I could get anything for her. Description as follows: 1 used cat, not very friendly, but very fluffy. Hangs like bones are missing when picked up. Very complacent. Would make a wonderful pet for a socially inept person.

Monday in the rain

Tomorrow I get to drive to my old office and attempt to requalify. In other words, since the the weather prediction for tomorrow is cold and rainy, I expect to shoot in the rain. Dang.

And then, if I get out of training/shooting/sneezing in the rain before noon, I'm going to my friend's funeral.

Maybe I should hide a bottle of Jack Daniels in my gun bag to help me get through what is likely to be an unpleasant day? Nah, maybe I'll just go to bed. Not as much fun, though.

Sad

A friend called while I was shopping yesterday and told me that a mutual friend had died that day. I started blubbering like a little girl, right in the middle of the store.

I bring this up because I've said before, don't wait until it's too late to do something important, like telling someone you love them, etc. Yet that's what I did. I hadn't called my friend in over a year, and I'm kicking myself because I wish I'd spoken to him. I kept thinking, I need to call, but then I would get busy, and I'd put it off.

I miss him.