I’ve said it before, and I will say it again . . . I am not so great at Doubling. We go out yardsale-ing as a family and while the rest of them have their electronic devices out checking the prices of recently sold similar items, I’m looking for myself. I know! I should be Doubling, but my brain just doesn’t think that way. I’m way too distracted by the miracle carpet cleaner (which I bought and truly is the best non-toxic smells like lemons carpet cleaner I have ever used) or the box of vintage Christmas ornaments that seem to be popping up a lot lately. It’s the same at second-hand stores! I’m a mess! And truthfully, most of the time on our family Doubling excursions, I don’t buy anything . . . nada . . . zero . . . zip! But, I wear my hat. I’m a Doubler.
I consider myself a Doubler not because I’m super savvy at the gig. Let’s be honest, I’ve tried and lost money. But I do my part. Need that tent you’re trying to sell photographed and put back in the bag so the zipper will close? You got it! (I’m the resident tent folder in the house–it’s kind of my thing).
How about bringing that Pottery Barn wine chiller bucket thing you bought for $1 back to its original shiny newness so you can sell it for $35? On it! Just a little boiling water, baking soda, aluminum foil, and some elbow grease!
Oh! Want me to make that chair look really good? Just gonna rearrange the reading room, set my phone to portrait mode, and ta da!
Need some company, encouragement, a listening ear while you spend hours in the garage listing, building, and selling? I will do that too, not because I am a Doubler, but because I am a Doubler’s wife. It’s my favorite hat, the one like my invisible others–mom, homeschooler, author. I guess at heart I’m more of a Doubler by marriage (kind of the same way I am an Ohio State fan). I’m standing on the sidelines cheering for my favorite team, showing my support through the many different hats I wear.
I’m proud of the Doubling role I’ve taken on. Maybe one day you’ll see me out, looking at my phone, trying to decide if I can resell those vintage Christmas ornaments for double. Nah, not likely. Wear your hats proudly, my friends!
