So, with my DoorDash account suspended, and no money coming in, and my cars too old to use for Uber, I can officially and proudly say that DoorDash is the most monumental pile of ass in existence. It is definitely time for me to see if I can be a better employer. I am terrible at marketing, which I know because nobody knows about my tooty little horn in the photography world. Yet, imagery is my life in my head. It’s where I spend my thoughts when everything else is not workth thinking about anymore. I need to get to work on getting me out there. I am one of those humble, non-self prommoters, though. And I am too cheap to hire a marketer. And broke. I really need to work this out.
I have spent the last two days cleaning up in the woodshop. I mean really cleaning up in there, not just the superficial toss things around from side to side, but getting things out that don’t belong, and fixing some things that needed repairs. Photo business or DoorDashing aside, I want it ready for work over the summer. I will be taking the wood back out that I have up in my den where I have started building a table for behind the front door. I also need to wire up an electrical outlet by the oven I have out there for things like seasoning the cast iron. Time to stop putting that off and get it up and going. I need to build a steam box! I have the steamer. Just need the box.
In addition to all this, I need to build the roof finally for the roadside firewood sales rack. Then I wil fill it and put the honor box on it and see what sells. I have hopes. Not high ones, but hoes, nonetheless. I don’t know. We are so sidelined by our local community that I am always skeptical. There are three people here that do not utterly ignore us. It sure wears on a person when they want to reach out, and when they enjoy people as much as I do, and when they want to be helpful to others like I do. The whole situation is dumb. They are mostly Mormons, and I am not. As far as I know, that’s it. End of story. Whatever.
Alright, moving on. I have plenty of experience down in Logan now. I have been learning about how to make myself a little part of the community there, now. Backstories don’t matter as much there, and I can pass on good humor and especially on being kind and thoughtful of others. I’ll get on that.
Well, it is 5:30 in the morning now. Best get my day started. Things are rough now. Gotts push forward. I have to cut a strip of wood out of the table back skirt and reverse it to counter some twist that appeared in the board. Seems metaphorical, somehow.