Puppy claimed! , Flea Market

I just called into domestic animal services. Evidently the puppy’s owner claimed her yesterday. That is somewhat bittersweet for me. I’m glad she is back home but I question what kind of home it is. If she manages to escape again and find her way to our place there will be no round two of this. It is a relief to have one less thing to think about. Now I can debate more about the vette. 🙂 The price on the one I have been eyeing has dropped, the owner or more specifically the owner’s wife really wants it sold, so it may parlay into a decent deal.

This saturday at 6am, I will be at the county fairgrounds setting up a stand at the flea market. Flea markets are always a mixed bag for me. It’s exciting to snag a bargain on something that a seller just wants to unload but the overwhelming majority of flea market attendees are not exactly the type of crowd I fancy hanging with. So I am preparing for a day of haggling with Haitians, trying to speak broken spanish with mexicans and having a more or less frustrating day. Ali hates the environment. So much so that she will probably help me set up and then head home to do stuff. I don’t mind really because having her be there, frustrated isn’t a good thing anyway. What drives me nuts are the hagglers that no matter what the price is, want it for less. A 5 cent item they will ask for 2 cents and a stick of gum. However, we have a bunch of stuff to get rid of as part of our simplify and get rid of junk campaign so it is a necessary evil. I always price stuff real cheap at such events because I am there to get rid of stuff first, make money second. I find having EVERYTHING labeled with a price and having it all out in plain view is key to a successful flea market stand. Most people don’t want to rummage through a box or ask you what the price is for something (at least I know I don’t for sure) My fortune awaits…..