I’ve always been a big believer in the high probability of jinxing oneself. And I seem to have done it again. I have 5 listings floating in the big sea of Craigslist and no one’s biting!
Selling stuff online can take time. But dammit I don’t want to lose my money streak!
Scanning my brain when I got home from work for some “fast cash” possibilities, I remembered this ole’ girl:
Psst! It’s a piggy bank! The Beard and I used to make bets on random things for $1 and put it in the piggy bank, which we called The Vacation Fund. Example: “I bet you don’t know that actor’s name?” “Of course, I do! That’s Jeff Goldrush!” “Wrong! It’s Jeff GoldBLUM. Put a dollar in The Vacation Fund.”
But we kind of forgot about it. Or at least I did. Until today!
And just as I was humming “Sweet Mystery of Life” and getting ready to open the piggy bank and count up the goodness for my challenge, The Beard walked in. I had told him about the challenge yesterday and I explained the rules.
“Isn’t a piggy bank like a savings account?” He asked. “And can’t the $500 not come from any savings account you have?” I started to make the argument that a piggy bank is not an actual savings account and it’s just forgotten money lying around like coins in the couch cushions but then I realized how desperate I sounded. Of course a piggy bank is a savings account. It may be a primitive depression-era type savings account only seriously utilized by 7 year olds and 70 year olds alike, but it’s a savings account nonetheless.
Herumph! Got me on a technicality.
Unless some sweet angel responds to my Craigslist postings with some cash in hand within the next 2 hours, Day 3 might prove fruitless.
How To Be Poor 