just yesterday, i was getting frustrated that there seemed to be no takers for the things we were selling. just this afternoon, it was wiped out. well, almost. thanks to A. i think he’s a much better salesperson than i am. and it helps he’s forever an optimist.
i didn’t know that selling your old stuff could give you such a rush. at one point, suddenly, i was running out of things to sell, and i just wished there were more things i could bring out and sell.
i am really a bad salesperson. i kept forgetting the prices of all of the items, when i was the one who came up with the list–with the old and new prices compared, even. but it doesn’t matter. at least i got to meet the people who will provide new homes for our things. and i hope they will be happy with them.
one by one while the pieces were being taken out and loaded into their new owners’ vehicles, to me they suddenly seemed like new again. i remember the time when my dad finally had to sell our blue taurus–his very first car which he bought when i was a baby–i had felt the same way.
my dad had had the taurus for years, till i think the youngest was born (we are six siblings). so you could just imagine the wear and tear the years and our collective weight (my dad and mom, six kids) had inflicted on the little car. i used to be so embarrassed of the car, especially because my dad would always drop me off at my school on his way to his morning assignment as a lay minister at our church. i’d much preferred the 5 minute walk taking the short cut through rustia street which crossed the creek.
the pathetic car looked battered and rusty, and even lopsided. that time my dad finally decided to get rid of it (he had already bought a second-hand ford galant), it had been sitting unused in the apartment compound’s garage gathering dust, dry leaves and bird droppings . but that morning when the tow truck came to take it away, it surprisingly did not look half as bad as i’d always thought.
and what i remember thinking back then, as the truck towed it down Virginia street, was how so sorry i was to see it go, and how incredibly, vividly blue it was.
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