Ebay: addiction

My coffee table sold on Friday, and I've had six bids on my mousemat (I expected one, really), and I've just listed a coffee maker I bought when I was working stupidly hard and couldn't pry my eyes open until after morning tea. I have now experimentally bought a large lot, of which I am going to try to re-sell the bits I don't want (less than half, but even so).

It's addictive; buying is too easy, and I keep looking at things and wondering if I could sell them. Quite a lot of clothes make me think like that, because none of them fit right now. I must be strong; I may go back to normal after the baby and I'd get really angry if I sold all my waist-fitting things.

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