5S revolutionized the way I professionally work but it’s cumbersome for me to remember the nuances and particularities in my personal work. This 3S is more of a riff than tribute, since I’m beginning to realize that I sort through collections of things the fastest in three main stages: stage, sort, then sell. Staging means bringing everything together. Sorting is the process I’m learning about almost daily. Selling, then, should be the easiest part, right?
I’ll “sell” based on my subjective value of things.
I’ve found it difficult to sell certain items to stores. They need to offer bottom dollar to stay afloat, so the money I might receive for the conflict I overcome just isn’t worth it most of the time. I’ve donated enough things over the past year that I could estimate I’ve lost out on over $300 of potential earnings, but how much agony would it take to earn that money?
I did a weekly burn rate of my finances.
Now that I’m back into stable employment, that estimated sales amount is noticeable, but it’s not a crazy amount. The conflict I overcome at my new job is substantially lower than anything I’d endure at a used media store. That’s been for the bottom-dollar junk, though, so now I’m preparing myself to start selling more valuable items – for them. For me, if an item is cool, but not that cool, it’s gone!
There are too many kinda cool things in life to kinda focus on.
I’d rather focus on the most important, coolest, or otherwise spend my assets – time, capital, and other resources – on people and things that make me the happiest. It’s selfish, sure, but we’re all selfish in certain degrees. I’m just selling everything that isn’t directly important to me, or things I’m actively working on.
Once I’m done with it, it should be out the door.
I should be applying that same process of staging, sorting, then selling, for my professional work, writing these essays, or anything that I’m “selling.” There’s the process of gathering together anything relevant [staging], deciding what is most relevant [sorting], then packaging up the best [selling] and discarding the rest.
This is a natural process for most everything.
The problem is that for many things, I’ve skewed this process, so I either wouldn’t stage everything, wouldn’t sort everything, or wouldn’t sell anything. Maybe it’s a self-confidence thing? Maybe I just need to push through those few negative selling examples to attain more neutral or positive examples?
Initial negative impressions shouldn’t influence long-term decisions.
Within the past year, I learned the very foundational beginnings of approaching programming with the most rudimentary understandings. This was always my biggest apprehension in life. I can talk to executives of companies, bosses; anyone. But code? Not until recently.
I should take that same approach when selling objects or writings.
The apartment-mansion is no longer beyond capacity. I don’t have an immediate moving deadline. There’s no rush.
I can learn to sell while retaining my morals.
|Sources: My personal experiences.|
|Inspirations: The day started off like half of the others: no plan for what to write for the day. As I stare past my laptop monitor, I look at an empty space in the four bookshelves that once were just holding random anythings, but now, I try to only store things that I want to sell there. CDs, vidoegames, books, and anything else. There’s a garage sale coming up that I’d like to sit in for a day to see if I can purge out some of these items. If not, they can go to the thrift store, but at least I’ll try. As I wrote, first in my car before my shift, then on my lunch break, it evolved into something more than the usual essays. Almost like a “hey, you can learn to sell, and do so by not selling your soul to do so” kind of self-pep talk, and here we are.|
|Related: Other Downsizing Zeal essays, but really, this is the first chapter in the Selling Zeal series. There will be more Downsizing essays, as I decide what to Downsize, with the Selling essays reserved for the selling process or wacky hijinks related to selling stuff.|
|Photo: My “staging” wall.|
|Written On: June 4th [24 minutes]|
|Last Edited: First draft; final draft for the Internet.|