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21st Century Lesbian Trailer Trash

These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Location: California, United States

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Coffee For Sale

Rummaging through my cupboards I find that I have about 15 different kinds of coffee. It looks as though several tiny mice had a caffeine orgy.

No way do I want to drink all of that coffee. It's like eating the crumbs from the bottom of the cheerio box. But at least one half of my genes are pack rat genes.

Some things I can toss with impunity. Other items appear destined to live with me forever. I hate to throw away perfectly good coffee. But for me it has seen its day. Time to move on to newer, richer blends. Fresh beans still shiny with their natural oils.

This got me to thinking about garage sales. Someone would love an eighth or a quarter of a pound of classy coffee for twenty-five cents. I could assuage my guilt about all of those coffee-less workers in China. And I could make some money to boot.

These are some of the things I could send to garage sale heaven:

3 printers; one a 4 in one.

2 hard drives.

1 monitor. Clunky but usable.

More clothes than I could wear in an entire season without wearing the same thing twice. Never mind that some of them have been piling up since 1973. Someone might find use for them.

Books long ago read and never to be touched again.

The ex-housemate's nasty green couch.

Housewares, gadgets, knick knacks, and doo dads so long stuffed away that I do not even recognize them as belonging to me.

Half burned candles.

The gigantic rack of bath salts and bath oils I received as a gift and will never use. I'll bet I could get $10 for that one.

This is just one more reason to love coffee. It is so inspiring.


Blogger laurenbove said...

Hi NursePam: I come by way of Sangroncito's World. I just wanted to give you mad props for the Geo W. countdown. I might have to pilfer that one.


8:51 AM PDT  
Blogger Sangroncito said...

Sounds like it's time for a big garage sale!
That green couch must go!

10:32 AM PDT  
Blogger NursePam said...

OMG Lauren. I love your blog. You are more than welcome to the GW countdown. It's free for the asking.

No kidding Sangro! This couch represents everything I left behind from that era in my life. So why am I still staring at it every day? ;^)

7:34 PM PDT  
Blogger Kim said...

Let's do a BIG bonefire out in the street!! The nasty green couch... she LIVED on that thing, ferchristsake!!! Hey, we could throw the bath oils on it too!!

*pyro Nony wanders off muttering 'fire, fire.. heh heh'..

4:08 AM PDT  
Blogger Kim said...


that SHOULD read 'bonfire'
~pardon the lesbian freudian slip!

4:10 AM PDT  
Blogger NursePam said...

LOL Nony! I love it. Everyone's invited. In fact, let's drag it to the beach. The weather in the evenings right now is perfect for that sort of thing.

7:26 AM PDT  

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