I'm such a dork!
As yet another step in my ongoing quest to sell everything I own, today I finally set up a store on BrickLink.com. It's a site that is every Lego geek's dream. I has a complete catalog of every Lego set ever made, and lets collectors buy both complete sets and individual bricks from one another. And they also let you post your entire inventory for free, and only charge you a cut when it sells, much like half.com (which we already know I love).
So I posted about half my collection to my new store, and then ran out the door in time to get lost, bitch about the lack of parking in North Beach, and make it to Dougie's bday bash (whomever thought of combining an Irish pub, an Indian restaurant, and a billiards hall with air hockey tables is a god!). I was supposed to head over to Ragani's afterwards, but decided that it was already way too late and I wanted to get up in the morning for this town hall meeting with the mayor thing.
Anyway, I got home tonight and there was an email waiting for me. Some guy in Oregon bought 8 sets from me, for $79. WooHOO!! [big, shit-eating grin] The thing is, I shouldn't be as happy about that as I am. I mean, I've been selling things on eBay, Half.com and CraigsList for ages. I've shipped things all over the US, to the UK, Germany, Australia, and even Hong Kong. Hell, even last week someone from CraigsList came over and gave me $100 cash for a bunch of Lego sets. So why am I suddenly grinning ear to ear over a transaction that isn't even a third of what the Lego Star Destroyer went for? I have two theories.
The first is that this is the first sale I've made from an actual online store. If I ever manage to get my business up and running, I'll be banking my entire career on turning the web into a tool that small businesses can use to carve out a living, not just another platform for multi-national conglomerates to hawk their wares to the world. Sites like this, that take a really simple idea and execute it elegantly just make me smile. This little "you've made a sale" email is kind of the equivalent of the first dollar a small family owned business makes, which they then frame and hang behind the cash register (or, in this case, preserve forever in the form of babbling blog entry).
Second, it means that I'm making progress. Sure, $80 comes nowhere near what I need to make off of selling my belongings, if I want to be able to stay in California after my unemployment runs out. (And that's not even counting the money the lawsuit is going to sponge up.) But it's not just about the money. I'm making progress on my promise to give up procrastination for lent. I'm getting something done that I've been meaning to do for weeks now. And it feels good!
Or maybe I'm just still on a high from all of the Guinness and curry. Who knows.