Wednesday, 14 August 2013
Taking the Bait
I admit, after the third offer of 5,000 free listings from eBay, it is making me list like a mad thing.
My store is at 935 items, and I hope to get to 1,000 - but with only 3 days to go until the offer ends, I'm not sure that I'll get there. But hey! It's working great at getting me to go through my towering piles of videos and books that I have been ignoring.
These free listings combined with being able to make my store a Basic Store has lowered my costs so that I am actually keeping up with my eBay fees. Hurrah! Having said that, having over 900 items in my store has not increased my sales. I don't go with the "list more, and the sales increase" theory. That has never worked for me. You don't have to list more, you just have to list what people want, and that is the secret to it.
Last week, I accidentally left my garage door open. Now, I can sit in my car outside my garage door, madly pressing the button on my remote (on the keyring). It might take 4-5 presses for the darn thing to open.
But once I'm inside the house, one extra-soft accidental press on that button has the garage door opening wide without any extra voodoo or swearing on my part.
I came out the next morning, through the door at the back of the garage and saw the roller-door was open. Snort. Silly me. Then I loaded some things in the boot of my car, and went to get in. My driver side door was ajar. I looked inside and my glove box was open, with items sitting on my seat.
My heart dropped, as I realised that someone had gone through my car. Happily, there is nothing in my car worth taking. I have an old GPS device (with maps 4 years out of date), but I had it sitting in the built-in drink holder. They didn't find it, and there was nothing else worth them taking.
They even left the whole 20 cent piece in the coin container. How kind.
I hoped that they were pooping their pants scrounging around in my car in the dark. Ha ha! All that effort for nothing. What an embarrassment for me to have nothing worth stealing!
Then that night, as I sat in my PJs making friends with a bottle of wine, I remembered that I'd had a huge roll of bubble-wrap in the boot of the car. Ack! Panic stations! I shuffled out to the garage, and opened my car. Whew, still there.
Oh lovely bubble-wrap! You mean so much to me, I would have hunted them to the ends of the earth if they'd taken you.
Yes, this is what my life has come to now.