My name’s Becca and I’m an addict, an eBay addict.
Like many of my MoneySaving comrades at MSE Towers, I’m partial to a bit of eBay action.
Actually, that’s probably a bit of an understatement.
I’ll rephrase: I am a self-confessed addict.
Though I’ve been a member of the online auction site since about 2005, it was only recently that I got bitten by the eBay selling bug. But boy, have I been bitten bad.
Yes, the great spring clearout is underway at Casa de Becca, and with the amount of stuff I’ve been selling, pretty soon I may have to move to a smaller flat, or face living like Old Mother Hubbard.
This is how bad it’s got…
I have spent whole evenings photographing and writing up item lots, patiently waiting for eBay to announce a free listing day.
I weigh all my items carefully, to ensure I charge the correct postage (there’s nothing more disheartening than undercharging someone postage and then having to dip into your profits to pay for your own mistake.
Unfortunately, I learned the hard way, and then invested in a pair of scales).
Once the items are on the site, I draw up Excel spreadsheets to monitor the number of watchers, bids and my total sales.
I get excited when I see an item has a new watcher, and even more excited when someone actually bids.
The buzz I get from an ending eBay auction is indescribable.
So bad is my eBay illness that I’ve even been known to shove off home early when out with friends, just so I can sit in front of the laptop and watch as my items end and the PayPal emails start to flood in.
I know this has got to stop. Summer is nearly here, and I should be spending my evenings and weekends out in the fresh air, not hunched over my laptop, watching eBay bids like a hawk.
I need help.