Going, going, maybe

I forgot what a faff it is listing multiple items on eBay.  Downloaded Turbo Lister and setting up inventory is just as much faff, but you only have to do it once.  Hadn't wanted to go the eBay route, but it looks like the only way to get some attention for the charity products.  Trying to remember that once upon a time in what feels like another life, I set up as eBay seller with zero feedback and zero customer base and did OK.  This time, products are sold as PDF by email (apart from the book, which might take a while to transfer by TCPIP) but whether people will want that is an unknown.  As I've said in previous blogs, given the option for print or email, they always opted for print sending my costs rocketing above revenue.  I'm taking the hit on listing fees and items are all listed as charity sales, meaning eBay will pay the money direct to the MS Society and I won't see any of it so won't be donating net of costs.  Getting page views but no watchers so far.  It's only been an hour or two though.

Having one of those days where I know I haven't stopped, but cannot for the life of me account for the time that's passed.  Definitely haven't spent all day on eBay!

I did post the Union Jack Beanie pattern on the lovely Deramores.com facebook page.  Deramores are the kind of company that restore your faith in people.  Great website, great product range, lovely people to deal with and a real community spirit with their customers.  Emailed them to tell them about the pattern because it was through them that I got started using the technique used to make the beanie and from them that I bought the yarn with which the first beanie was made.  Didn't expect to be allowed to post it - most kind of them.  So that was a nice boost earlier today.

Where the time went after that, I couldn't say.  Sometimes I wonder whether I've been asleep or on autopilot.  So many things are just so routine that I simply don't even register doing them anymore.  It's probably indicative of getting old(er).  Every time I ask the doctor in passing about these things, he tells me it's normal, you're over 30.  I don't ask anymore.

I do sometimes wonder how much the damage to my brain and spinal column and the reduced life span might cause accelerated ageing in some respects.  My skin still looks young, thankfully, but other things happen that I wouldn't have expected for another 20 years.  I'll keep the details to myself, but there are enough incidents to really make me question what's going on.

I remember thinking about a strange dream I had last night, but that can't have taken more than ten minutes.  The dream never reached any conclusion so it's likely to happen again.  I was called into a meeting with some entrepreneurs that I know and respect.  One of them asked me, then another, then another.  But why, I don't know.  Were they going to tell me the secret to success?  Or were they going to tell me I'm doing it all wrong and should either stop altogether or start again?  I'd hardly call myself an entrepreneur or anything like businesswoman.  I'm just having a try at a new approach to fundraising.  I can't run a marathon or climb a mountain, but I can do some things.  I've put a lot of time and effort into those things and they're no less deserving than some sporting feat.  They apparently are less attractive and less inspiring though.  Maybe the dream was going to tell me how to package things up differently or how to ally myself to some other more high profile product or event.  Maybe it was going to tell me nothing will happen until I have more cash to invest.  Investment is certainly one thing I'm lacking because I simply can't afford to put more than time and effort in right now.  See what dreams bring tonight and whether they make any difference.  They might even conjure me a buyer on eBay.