Vinted

Vinted doesn’t = minted!
It took me from breakfast time til lunch to tidy up yesterday’s sorting - take the bin bags to the bin; the recycling to the village; print labels and pack up 5 dresses. Make drops and pick ups at 1) the village shop 2) the next nearest village PO ( god bless them for opening on Sundays) 3) Morrisons in Harwich ‘In Post’ station 4) the convenience store in Harwich which informed me they don’t process Yodel on Sundays 5) the convenience store in Parkstone where a very pleasant store person did process Yodel but the area so bad I felt lucky my BMW was not stolen during the short time I was in the store (sorry Parkstone!).

I think my 5 sales totalled £47. Even at the minimum wage per hour and factoring in the cost of packaging and fuel for the 25 mile round trip I am losing but it is good to save the environment a little and maybe pass on the pleasure of a beautiful piece of clothing to my buyers… I probably grossly undervalued my little worn high-end labels but I feel better for the clear out.

Still home alone I made a champagne cocktail, ate an unhealthy lunch and downloaded series 1 of Sex in the City to binge watch. Calculated I was 26 when it first came out.. I’d already met S. but it is half my lifetime in the past. Feeling old as well as fat!