I just came within millimeters of flooding the flat below me. Put on a bath and totally forgot I had put on a bath. I’ve been opening a box of Magic the Gathering cards I bought in a wealthier time, knowing that at some point I’ll want to open it and flog the contents. It’s a gamble these days. You pay a lot for the box, you need be lucky to get the value back. But there are usually some big wins if you know what you’re looking for. I enjoy the quiet contemplative sorting aspect of it all. There’s precious little in my life where I behave like that.
I have had superb luck in the past with these cards so I’m okay when things are a bit more muted. With the ones I opened tonight I’ll have to work hard to make back what I spent but I can do it. Worth it, perhaps, to have rolled the dice. But there’s a lot of work and time on eBay between me and recouping the money. That said, I know damn well how Al with money bought those cards as a time delay present for broke-Al. It’ll take work and time for broke-Al to release the money from the cards. That’s work and time that flush-Al would never spend. But it means that flush-Al didn’t spend it all on expensive hamburgers. It’ll come back.
So I’m being harassed by Misty, relaxing at home after trying to do admin with varying degrees of success all day. As I write, Misty is attempting to burrow through my arm, all the while purring like a rocket to try and make me believe that her plan is innocent and doesn’t involve my destruction.
I’ll get to work flogging the magic cards tomorrow. Also need to find a way to do my company tax return. Apparently we need software now for such things. Everything is ranked against idiots like me who are ambitiously running companies at a loss.
Which reminds me – I badly need to get a quote in for a clearance job. I’ve been distracted recently. There are many ways out of the moneyhole. Even if my company isn’t making big profits yet, I’m paying myself and my friends properly. Maybe that’s enough.
AlBarclay 