Well we’ve got two months of 2011 under our belt now. If you’re like me you might have had a few New Year’s resolutions that have either gone the way of the dinosaur or perhaps are still going strong. A lot of my good intentions focused on personal health. Not like I’m a total train wreck but this waist line and blood sugar levels aren’t going to fix themselves.
I’ve done the gym membership in the past. While my commitment starts out strong in January, by April 1st I’m the fool who sitting on his backside while a faceless exercise conglomerate collects my monthly bank authorized drafts. And yes, I can terminate my membership at any time but there’s that lingering belief my inspiration will return. Round about Labor Day all hope is lost and I officially call it quits.
This year I decided to return to my long suspended habit of walking the dogs. Somehow I convinced myself that once the big dogs, Hannah and Whitney, were gone the little guy, Max, would do fine running around his yard. We even adopted another small dog, Mr. Otis, as his companion to spur him on. Unfortunately nobody explained it to Mr. Otis who would much rather hide under the pillows all day then chase another K-9 around the rhododendrons. I still thought that would all change when Trixie joined the clan in 2009. Her Poodle energy worked while the sun was shining but not so much when it rained. And as everyone knows, it rains a lot here.

Anyway I have been chartered with completing 3 walks per week around our Shoreline
neighborhood – a reasonable goal. Max and I head out alone first. He injured his back leg in December so the pace is not so demanding. It was also the extra guilt I needed to get me off the couch and on the sidewalk. Since he used to walk with the old girls he fell right into step and seems to really enjoy the outings. Once he’s back inside, it’s Trixie and Mr. Otis’ turns. They get a longer jaunt at a quicker pace. Figured it would help burn off the extra energy these two part Terriers possess. Doesn’t make a bit of difference however I have learned that Mr. Otis is afraid of rain.
So far we’ve got 7 weeks under our belt (pun intended) and we’re going strong. With any luck Max’s leg will mend enough that the two groups will merge soon. Who knows maybe Mr. Otis will overcome his Ombrophobia. And while I haven’t seen a downward trend on the bathroom scale I at least lost some of the guilty conscience. Now if I could only stop eating the Girl Scout cookies .

For years we have lugged around more storage containers and cardboard boxes then I would care to admit. The contents are leftover items from Nic's days as a collectibles dealer in Snohomish, WA. Sometime last fall we decided to restart the business of buying and selling yesteryear's treasures. Once we finished digging through everything our next step was to build inventory. That's when we began hitting the auction circuit. Besides the twice weekly events at Sunset Auction in Edmonds, WA, there is the twice monthly auctions at Tuxedo Antique Mall in Duvall, WA.
Take it from me. If you want to save money, auctions are the way to go. Getting an oriental rug or complete dining room set at a fraction of retail prices is typical. Dishes and stemware provide some of the best bargains. Artwork and lawn art alike can be bght dirt cheap. But to capitalize in this environment you need time and patience. Not something most shoppers possess. Persevere and it's like winning the lottery. Besides individual lots (single items) there are box lots. And they are pretty much what the label says, a container full of different items sold as one unit. Acquiring goods in this manner are the most economical but not every auction house offers this type of merchandising.

Important in all this process was pricing. Not only the research required to put a proper price on each piece but also the psychology behind getting buyers to buy. We started the venture with minimal discounting and adjusted things as time passed. Since the holiday season is over and buyers have closed their wallets we decided to close down the booth and solely use online selling for the next few months. So we packed up all those boxes and containers and stowed them away once again. Don't be surprised if you hear about a yard sale or two when the weather improves.

It looks like September is the month for launching new (ad)ventures in our house. Besides a new start-up pet care business, Emerald City Pets , and a new real estate website, Realty Seattle , we're also restarting this blog. What you'll find here are short stories and simple accountings about the daily lives of a same sex couple living just outside Seattle, WA. We share our lives with a bunch of clever, precocious and challenging pets. After living here for 4 years, the summer of 2010 marks our first experiment on a vegetable garden and small fruit orchard. We began the project by constructing an 8' by 12' greenhouse from a mail order kit. Gaby, a friend who is 'soil challenged' in her dowtown condo, lends us a hand on weekends. One of us is a real estate broker while the other is employed part-time at the University of WA after being laid-off mid-June. So don't be surprise if you hear a little about the real estate market or campus activities. We're also exploring different ways to supplement household income. Besides the pet care business we also have an 'E-bay store' called Emerald City Goods & Collectibles. Meanwhile, we're thinking about a road trip to keep the vacation budget modest. And since our 3lb Chihuahua is something of a Facebook celebrity with 5,000 friends, you'll probably read some stories and antecdotes about Stella Luna and her siblings. So return from time to time and see what's happening while we enjoy a Seattle Life.