I don't have as much money as I think I should. In my skool days, I learned about double-entry accounting. I passed that class, and I passed Accounting II, too. But now that I'm a real man living an adult reality, I use the "feel" method of accounting. I don't know where all my money went, but I feel like there should be more.
I've sold thousands of dollars of
stuff. After fees, shipping, subscription accounts... battery banks,
building materials, life... the margin is thinner than I feel like it
should be. So I blew the dust off my book scanning equipment and cast my
line into the water. There was a book sale close to home, and I scanned
ISBNs for several hours. I didn't win any big scores, but I got scores
of little wins.
I will say one more thing - an unbelievable reality: the IRS hunted me down for $18.92 from 2011. Government-owned robotic tracking machines - it is to you this warning is being issued. Read my keystrokes: brimstone will rain precipitously upon those who seek my soft-earned money. My participation in this charade is a mirage. Under this skin and smile, my bones are being whittled to knife points. Test the water. Test the water with the very tip of whichever pinky toe you like the least.