[Selling Zeal] Week Without Selling

I have many items around the apartment-mansion I want to sell, more to get rid of than to turn a profit on, yet there will be weeks at a time where I won’t post anything to sell. The biggest reason for that is just the lack of motivation toward getting out there, being social, and experiencing new situations. The question becomes, then, how many more weeks can I afford not posting anything new to sell?

I have a year until my apartment-mansion lease runs out.

I am looking at a computer on my selling table I’ll be selling in a few days. In my photo reel are some photos of other things I want to post to sell. I haven’t got around to it because I’ve been tired since recovering from my near-daily three-month headaches, and I’ve been wanting to catch up on other areas of my life since I’ve caught up with my health. It’s a weird and nice feeling to be able to do things again.

I think I need to clear out my publication backlog before I can add new experiences.

My intention isn’t to write about selling everything for the sake of showing off what I once had, rather, I like sharing my experiences selling stuff. If the buyer eventually sees what I post, then, hello. Eventually, like all things we start doing consciously, posting things to sell should become so routine for me that I don’t even find anything worth sharing about the process, similar to how when I go to the grocery store, I don’t write about walking through the aisles to go buy my food, unless there’s some particularly noteworthy experience.

I encourage everyone to give selling stuff a try.

I have helped people sell stuff before, but selling items on my own, even through the limited experiences I’ve had so far have been beneficial. Meeting new people, figuring out schedules and routes, and going to new parts of town is great. I haven’t had any terrible experiences yet, although I have been limiting myself to selling low-value, low-risk items for collectors of mainly retro computers currently, although I’ll be expanding out soon.

Selling stuff is a way to get outside your comfort zone.

Before you meet people in person to exchange the item, you have to get comfortable with how this person acts via email or phone, in order to figure out if this person is trustworthy enough to sell to without being ripped off. I’ve heard of buyers not showing up with the money or doing other weird tactics, so it’s worth noting that there should be some decent communication in advance of wasting the time to go somewhere to try to sell something to an almost stranger.

Let’s consider what more I have to sell, though.

The items I want to sell are things that I don’t care enough about myself to want to do much more with, which is a small part of why I haven’t sold them yet. I could donate them, but they have some value. Or at least, I think they do, until I’ve posted the item for a few weeks without any movement, after which time I have to decide if I should keep on trying to sell it or if I should just donate it. I’m nearly there with an old keyboard with a proprietary connector. After writing that sentence, I realize that I should just clear it off my plate.

I’m just so tired from my workweek and writing lifestyle.

Rather than watching videos or playing videogames, I’m writing, which I have fun doing except when I’m tired like I am now where it feels more like a chore. Similarly, it’s easier not to post anything than to go through the effort of researching the item, cleaning it, taking photos, posting it, and answering emails whenever they may arrive. It’s not that bad, though, really, especially when you don’t need the money and don’t need to get rid of it immediately.

Time gives you the luxury of better selling experiences.

When you don’t try to sell things immediately to the first-responding buyer, you get more time to vet out your potential buyers to look for your own red-flags over things you don’t want to deal with during the transaction. That’s an important part in the self-confidence growth potential you can gain from selling things, too, along with the notion of receiving something new – like say, tickets to a movie you’re not interested in – then selling them to get what you might really want – say, some new books.

As I look around the apartment-mansion, I am distracted by things I could sell.

The more of these things I do part ways with, though, will that mean I will continue unearthing more things I will want to sell? Will that mean, as I put more things away I want to keep, I am left continually unsatisfied with my surroundings? I’ve noticed that I am frequently unhappy while looking around my apartment-mansion while I write about downsizing. If I want to change that, it should be with one posting at a time, both here writing even with thoughts that aren’t as provocative or life-changing as others, and online, where I take life into my own hands and decide that I want to quit being lazy about selling stuff I don’t want around me anymore.

It’s not like donating or trashing this stuff is any easier.

The easiest is to sit here and write about how I want to do something, or easier yet, not doing anything at all. That’s not rewarding, financially or psychologically. The reward arrives after putting in effort into a project. Even if you don’t get a maximal return on the effort you put in, it’s still more valuable to have posted something than not, because at least there’s a chance something will happen with the post listed or the essay published.

If not, thoughts of doing something collects dust in the mind.

Quotes: None.
Sources: My personal and selling experiences.
Inspirations: The title was inspired by “Year Without Collecting,” and I just wanted to jam on why I was getting roadblocked where I wasn’t selling things.
Related: Other Selling Zeal, Downsizing Zeal, and Applied Self-Confidence essays.
Picture: Just the template.
Written On: 2020 February 26 [10:47pm to 11:18pm]
Last Edited: 2020 February 26 [First draft; final draft for the Internet.]
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