A Penny Saved Is A Penny Earned

     Ben Franklin said it and my husband, Ern More, lives it.  Ern believes in Clearance.  Ern can sniff out the clearance rack just like a hound dog sniffs out the fox.  Prowling along the back walls of his favorite store, Ern checks the markdown progress.  He watches inventory and counts the weeks until he scores on that window air conditioner that someone might use at some illusive point in the distant future.  It is the air conditioner that finally found itself in the spotlight at our last garage sale.  I almost attached a personal note, "Take me, please!"

     After watching Ern's stash of "too good of a price to pass up"  overcome his side of the garage and threaten mine, I decide it is time for action.  My strategy?  Goodwill?  Easy but not profitable even with charitable contributions.  Garage Sale?  Too much sweat.  Need's hope chest?  Too much for one chest, it would have to be a Hope Pod, sending the same message I almost attached to the air conditioner.  Put on the corner for free?  Against my morals!  Ebay?  Ebay it is!  The Ebay listing grows daily and I haven't touched the 3 NIB microwaves, 7 blenders (3 of which are camping style) nor the NIP King Size comforter (our beds are anything but).  This week I sell an over the door ironing board cover, a baby blue embroidered dining chair cover and a set of paints for model cars! Ad extremum, the hound was out foxed, the garage space secure and Ben proven right, a penny saved is a penny earned!