Perhaps I’m not any too sure of myself at the store today because the weather changed. Why’s that you ask? Arthritis, Bursitis, and old age wave their flags at me when the weather takes a change. I try not to complain, but this change my right arm was frozen in time. No lifting, and little typing for me.
The kind man, Bob, who does the pricing two days a week has delegated this job to me while he’s gone for a month. I can price the books comfortably. I can sort all the things that come in to the back room comfortably, but pricing the good things like Anne and Andy give me pause.
I price most things one to three dollars higher than Bob does. These dolls are priced at seven bucks each…I probably would have put them more in the 10 buck each range. Then again, seven is a fair price for these extra large dolls on eBay. I was a bit amazed that an Anne and Andy lunch box…with thermos, is going for forty five dollars. But what do I know.
I do know these are a good doll for small girls. By the time they reach seven years old, they are past Barbie into horses now-days. Maybe I’m a small girl. G said Lessa didn’t need them for her girl. Darn. I liked them.