A Love Letter To Craigslist

by Katy on November 1, 2008 · 1 comment



Hello my darling Craigslist,  I think it’s time I start calling you Craig.

Cause I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately. Your silky smooth listings, your sweet smelling connection, your quick response to my touch.

Every time I worry that you might not provide for me, you come bearing gifts.

Free rocks for the backyard, a $50 dishwasher, an antique chair for the living room.

I know a relationship is doomed if it’s too one sided. That’s why I gave you a rocking chair, a bin of Duplos, piles of free fill dirt.

Oh, the dirt!

I worried you might fail me when I offered you the dirt. Yard after yard of free fill dirt. But I should never have worried, I know you’d never fail me.

That doubt now shames me. How could I have doubted our bond, our connection, our love?

Sometimes I wonder if I ask too much from you. I don’t want to be, dare I say it — needy.

Yet needy I am.

Furniture, appliances, landscaping goods.

I wonder how I ever lived without you.

My sweet, my love, my Craigslist.

I am forever yours.

Katy Wolk-Stanley

“Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without.”

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Kristen@TheFrugalGirl November 2, 2008 at 1:40 pm

You know, I hardly ever go on Craig’s list. I probably should. I could write a love letter to freecycle, though. lol


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