But Snow!

Posted on February 12, 2025 by Kelsey

As I write this first thing in the morning it is 7 degrees out according to the Peasant’s Manor Weather Station. It is meant to be like this again tomorrow, too. After that, the temps are meant to rise, bringing up the midday temperatures along with, and over the course of a couple of day we should see almost balmy weather. But there is snow coming with it!

This screenshot looks a bit small and blurry, and the image resize draggers are not letting me change a thing. Oh well, I am often not impressed with how a computer functions, and my patience reflects that, and so does the size and clarity of this screenshot. Once into the mid 30’s the shop is in my humble opinion, accessible. When it is below freezing, I do not really enjoy it. It is not just that the room is cold, but also the metal on the tools is hard on the hands. It’s not fun. Gloves are an option, and suit fine when it is urgent, but it’s no good for proper woodworking where the tactile feel of the wood finish is such an integral part of the process.

Oh! Speaking of woodworking! I am told that someone ordered one of the hairpin lace looms from the Etsy shop again. That’s two! We are able to make these things pretty cheap, and pass that savings on to the customer, but I try to put a nice finish on them, making them from bamboo skewers and a piece of cherry wood that I picked up for free somewhere. So the things are costing us less than a dollar in materials, and I put fairly minimal labor into them. But she is able to price them around $18 each, and they are still loads less expensive than anything else out there on the market. And the others are made from bent wire and plastic. I get a more elegant option, feeling more like a traditional hand tool, a more pleasant tactile experience, and even at the low, low sale price right now of $10, they are profitable for us, and a good buy for our customers. They also will hopefully get people thinking of our little business and return to us.

I should probably keep kicking out every weaving tool imaginable. Do them from inexpensive wood, simplify the design and build process, but make something that is still handmade from wood, and with a pretty decent finish. Make them less expensive and get people doing the work they want for a more affordable price. The hairpin lace loom being just an example of what’s possible.

It would be cool to map out where my work goes after it ships. I’d like to see where the things my hands have made have gone around. It’s kind of exciting!

One thing’s for certain. I am inspired by it to get out to the shop and make more things. I like the idea of creating useful stuff.

Well, the alarm just went off, and I suspect I’d enjoy a coffee right now. I was up a little bit ago and put wood in the fire and opened the damper a bit, so it ought to be a bit warmer downstairs than it was then, which really wasn’t bad at all considering how cold it is outside. Good day!

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Home Made Atmosphere

Posted on February 11, 2025 by Kelsey

Atmosphere. There is a normal morning sun rising soon over the horizon, but it is still not quite where any sort of direct sunlight is visible, leaving it fairly dark in the house. My coffee is next to me, and two beeswax candles, a smelly candle, and a lantern are lit in my immediate vicinity, as well as there being fresh wood on the fire. Missus did not sleep at all last night, so she is just paying down for a nap, not past 11:00! So, I made the atmosphere soothing and firelit, then got the bright screen of my laptop in my face. Well, despite that, it is pretty nice this morning, and very relaxing, apart from the sound of William Riker talking from the craft room.

I checked on the llama after taking the girls to school. The poor dear is still holding on. She is closer, but despite being completely unable to move, she can still wiggle her head, some. I am not happy that she is still alive. I’d like her to make the slip and let it be. With her arthritis, in her hips, life has not got much left to offer her. She should go. It is time. But how do I convince her of that? I am not going to do it myself. She will go when she is ready.

Okay, onto that coffee next to me!

Have you ever tried salt in your coffee? I am not talking about putting a lot. A wet fingertip dipped slightly into the salt is enough, then stir it into the drink. It is just enough to neutralize the acid in it and makes the coffee taste so much smoother. Knocking that bitterness off makes it so much more enjoyable. Some cups are barely tolerable. I still drink them when I have them. So, they are not going to waste. But the experience is. Coffee is nothing if not meant to be enjoyed. I cannot bear a bitter cup. The salt that goes in is not enough to taste it. It is only enough to kill the acidity.

There will be some time before it is warm enough to tolerate being outside. I am not being pushed by profitability, so I will go when that happens. Meanwhile, a little rest, some breakfast, and the dishes all require my attention. Next is the rest. My joints feel a little wanting of it.

Bebe Neuwirth is in the episode of Star Trek playing in the other room. Riker is being held by an alien race and she, one of them, wanted him to give her the key, so to speak, to unlock the door. Remember kids. Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question; the answer is yes! Especially when Bebe is involved.

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Short and Sweet

Posted on February 11, 2025 by Kelsey

You know how everyone always remembers to call Twitter by the new name, “X” now? The Gulf of Mexico. That’s that. Maybe the Gulf of X. And I am done with that. What a stupid thing to do. And no, I will not be dressing up in Gulf of America regalia and dancing in a puddle.

So, the llama is still alive. I turned another bowl on the lathe today, but this one has a lid on it. I am pretty happy with that. I did some time signed in to deliver today. There was only one delivery. But oh well. It was something. I brought our youngest with.

There are two days of very cold weather ahead, then we are set to warm up to mid 40’s soon after. Nice! Shop time!

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Delivery Offerings Status Change, and Llama Still Hanging On

Posted on February 10, 2025 by Kelsey

It’s Monday morning. The llama is still alive out there in her paddock. So, no moving a body yet today. Ah, life on the farm. Also, the kids are off to school, I have laundry to do, and a shower to take, but none of that till after breakfast.

Uber is starting a promotion and says to me that Uber Eats is now active in Preston. If I take any orders between now and Sunday, I get to take part in the promotion, which is that they will pay me $30 each time I take an order starting in the zone marked on the map, which is Preston. Well, no shit I’ll take that. Most exciting of all, the Uber app lets me go online for orders and just BE online for orders. Door Dash does not. It makes me wait till orders are starting to come in before I can go online for them, so I cannot be notified about orders till I notice on their little map that they are getting orders. If i am not looking at the map, I cannot go online, thus cannot get the orders. In other words, I have to babysit the app just to know when I can go online. Uber, It’s just an on and off switch. Nice. I’ll do that. So, I am going to go online after I finish some chores and then take whatever comes this whole week. $30 each for the first five, then $15 each for the next five. Time to be at home in the shop? Sounds like what I was looking for on the time part.

Maybe nothing will come in all week. Maybe only one or two. Who knows. The point for me is that I can be online, and work in my shop, then take the orders as they come. But once this promotion is over, if the orders come in at $2 per, it might not be worth leaving the house. So let’s see how it goes. I still have no idea why I got paid $37 for the one from Preston to Franklin the other day. Pay like that is worth leaving the house for! But Uber gave me a $10 promotional payment after, making that a $47 run in total for me. Weird. But yeah! Nobody is going to pay that kind of money for a food delivery. But I do want fair compensation. It has not been doing that in Logan, so I don’t have high hopes for the long run.

Meanwhile, I plan to work in the shop this week. I need to get some things ready for Market. I have to do the damn near impossible. Make things, then SELL them. But when I make them, they are mine, and I don’t want to sell them! Like that bowl I made yesterday. I love that thing! It is lovely! So, it will stay in my collection. Now I have to make a better one. How in the hell am I going to let it go once it is made? I don’t know! I also have a kid with a birthday coming up in a week. I have ideas on what I can do for that.

So, this is a week I look forward to. I am eager to see how things turn out. With a market right here in town coming up, I may be able to help Missus set up, then go online with Uber for that. No biggie if I pop off for a bit, is it? Earnings upon earnings! Potentially. I mean, Uber says Uber Eats is now live in Preston. how will anyone know that? Will there be any orders at all?

About done with breakfast now while I type this. Next off to start readying for the day and week. We are down to one chicken. Obviously, they are not going to work out in an outside coop. I will have to keep any future chickens in the old coop with a covered run if I am to keep making eggs here on the place. I’ll be down a llama in a day or two. She is definitely on her way out. That’s less hay. I will change the future coop practices if we go into chickens again, which, given egg prices! Yeah. Meanwhile, we will see how the current set of work offerings with the delivery services and the markets work out. We need to earn some money.

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Turn a Bowl, Lose a Llama

Posted on February 10, 2025 by Kelsey

I turned a little bowl today. It gave me a little trouble, but I got it in the end. Boy! Did I ever! What a laugh! It blew out a bit of pith at the end, and so it was pretty much past the point of repair. So I turned another one. I took what I learned from the first and put that to use on the second, and this is what I came up with.

Is it a dreamy bit of perfection? No! But it is good enough to make me happy for a fir… second try! I will need to work on my sharpening skills on the turning tools, but it is my best so far. It might also be because of the wood being walnut. I’ll check out the wood I have got and see if there are any more appropriately sized for another try. I’d also like to do a plate for myself. I might have to make it usable for eating off of. That would mean using a different oil! The oil I used on this bowl is boiled linseed oil. Whatever oil I need to use has to be raw because of the chemicals added to them for the boiling process. I will no doubt use olive oil. Good time to get out my 18th century cutlery set!

I could not do any of the woodturning till I finished cleaning a load of stuff off the shop floor. It was such a mess!

I’ll give one of the llamas, Mystique, till morning, then I think she will have died. I have been kind of waiting for this. She is older, and she has had pretty bad arthritis in her hips for several years. In fact, whomever sold her to us probably saw the early signs and took advantage by putting her up for sale. I don’t know for sure, but she has had it that about that long. She is laying out in her little shed now, and from the looks of her, she is on her way out. That will be the second we have lost over this winter. I am sure I will be firing up the tractor tomorrow morning to move her across the street to the bone pile. Sad day.

I did the washing up today. It was a big pile! I need to go back in in half an hour and do the pots and pans. That will be nice. It is cold in here, and I could do with the warm water to warm my hands up. There is this warm coffee to make my hands comfy for now.

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Uber Again

Posted on February 9, 2025 by Kelsey

Okay, I have tried food delivery again in Logan, Utah. I went for a few hours, and earned something around $63. Then you take out the $20 in fuel I topped up again at the end of the night, and the food I had to buy totaling $15.97, and you are left with around $30. That was for about six hours of work, and there were no taxes paid on it, yet, so there’s that. It is not enough to keep a Chinese kid from jumping out his “school” window. Not on the relative economy, anyway. Color me unimpressed. I’ll need to get on with support and see what they want to register me with Utah for passengers, because unless I can pick them up, I am not going to make enough to pay the taxes on what I earn.

Then we will have to account for the wear and tear on the car. That will more than eat up the remainder of Uber ‘wages.’ Tips and wages, if you can believe that. I had a couple of fair tips tonight, but most of them were dire. The people of this area have no appreciation at all for what it costs to get them their food, and with a smile every time? I mean, wow! Around 90% of them are cheap as whores. I am very much not impressed. Yet, this also comes down to Uber and that they pay nothing for delivery fares. I mean, $2 for 2 miles? That can be from when I get the notification three miles away, which I have to include, then the two, then however far back to my rest spot. And the time adds up to 20 minutes or so with all the walking in and walking around, and sometimes finding the place. I went into a place today that was liminal spaces, with doors for apartments, doors for storage, and more doors for more storages, and they all had numbers on them, so if your apartment was 237, there were two or three other doors with 237 on them as well. Then, to top it all off, the place is a series of long straight hallways stacked on each other, and there were no stairs visible anywhere. I walked down one hall, then another, and finally out in between the buildings and passed yet another door before realizing that that one was out of place, so I checked the poorly colored low contrast sign, and it said “stairs” on it. There was me about to eat the food and go home and never sign in again with Uber. But alas, Wendy or whomever it was got her food left at (hopefully) the correct door!

Again, it was another night of meeting nobody. There was a girl who actually did meet me at the door and I thanked her for reminding me that there were actual humans ordering this shit. Well, I didn’t quit put it like that. But I thanked her because it feels a lot like some sort of prison meal service on the isolation ward. There is certainly no love in it. And that is sad, because I love what I do when I am doing food delivery. I love the meeting people part. Actually, I think I had this rant last night. Now I am going to have to go down tomorrow. See if the Super Bowl draws in traffic. I will try it. But if it is crap, I think I can write this off altogether till I get permitted to carry humans. That seems like it is more profitable. I’d like to try that. There might even be people involved in that. Who knows?

So, there is my summary of Uber Eats deliveries. It really is not worth it at all if you are not riding a bike. It is hard on the body, hard on the car, hare on the wallet, and doe not do much to replace what a person earns. The sooner everybody learns that, and starts refusing anything unreasonable, the better. We could all do with more money. You can’t expect these Utahns to pick up the slack on the wages and actual cost to deliver. They believe themselves to be adopted into the House of Israel, and literal Israelites. (Why not Israelis, I don’t know!) They are cheap, but they are not funny. So, close!

Next trick is to make some things in the shop and see if I can sell anything at those markets coming up. Maybe that will help fund food.

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Uber Logan

Posted on February 8, 2025 by Kelsey

I took off for Logan for like eight hours yesterday. I was all set to make a bank, wasn’t I? But for one tiny little detail I had missed on the secondary screens of the Uber App. When in Utah, Utah lights up for me, doesn’t it? But when in Utah, I cannot take passengers in the car. I can only take food deliveries. The area around Logan is quite large, and there are lots of places for food pick-ups. So that’s good. But the $37 delivery I did the other day is beyond my understanding at this point. Uber offers on average in Logan about $2.50 per delivery. People tip on average a buck or two with outliers for the ones who do orders from Olive Garden. Most of the rest do not think the driver is worth more than that. So, on average, I pulled just over 16 miles to the gallon tearing my car and tires up and earning about $50 for that whole eight hours. There was an Uber bonus for some reason on that $37 order I took the other day, so that is now sitting at $47 for one order from Wendy’s. Yesterday’s work average me about $7.87 ah hour. Now, consider this. I then added $18 in fuel to my car. Down to $5.63 an hour. Now consider this. I definitely put higher than normal wear on the vehicle for the sake of getting money to feed my family and pay my bills with. The government allows me $0.65 a mile for that. So, using that on the 95 miles I did, that come up to $61.75. So, based on that, what were my earnings? I am giving the time and effort and wear on my assets away for the sake of a little money back into my account each week. For other people to enjoy food that smells up my car or spills in it. Uber is not at all worth taking food deliveries.

If I were driving passengers, that might be a different story. But Uber won’t let me drive them in the close, rich market of Logan, because I live a mile from the Utah state line, and I am not approved to drive people there. I need, desperately, to get approved for Utah to make this at all worth the effort. And even then, unlike food that only spills, this new income source complains, and pitches a fit, and so on. I had one customer last night who moaned about me not finding their door when the GPS sent me to the Ford Dealership over a mile from their house. The exact wording is gone from me, but it was something to the effect of “I give you directions because everybody gets lost. I spect you to follow them.” How nice. Luckily another GPS app was able to locate the correct address, and when I got there, it was first on a street where there were a row of houses, then on that, there was a driveway that sneaked in-between the houses, and beyond the houses was a tiny little row of houses seemingly in the back yard of one of the main road houses. And that’s where the address was. On a named “road” that was no more than a driveway in appearance, just wide enough for only one vehicle. I have done a lot of delivery in my days, and this was surprising as a layout. I ‘spect’ I will be able to find it next time. By the way, the customer communicates through the app, so spelling is also a part of the communications.

Oh, and let’s talk about communications through the app. People order for their food to be left at the door. Hey, there is a nice guilt free way of adding a dollar as a tip and then forgetting about the human who is being robbed to make your food appear from McDonald’s because you are too poor to have a car, too lazy to go get food for yourself, or too busy earning money to buy food you cannot afford. A dollar? I spect I got a dollar, which was nice, but my delay in delivering the McDonald’s to the door of the driveway road house did not make it late, nor was the food any colder than it would have been if I had driven straight there. I resolved the issue with the GPS fast enough that had the customer not got on to start complaining only a couple of minutes after I picked up the food, they would have never known I was stalled up there.

Because I get communications through the app, and I get instructions to “leave it at the door” from almost everybody, I saw one customer last night face to face. The rest were drop and go, and I got almost nothing in tips with most of them, between a dollar and two and a couple of others lowballs, then the two closer to ten. And all that still added up, with my fares, to about $53. Before $18 in fuel. How is this profitable over eight hours, with wear and tear on my car? I last made this kind of money in high school in 1987, when the minimum wage was $3.35 an hour.

So, I don’t know that I will be doing Uber for food deliveries anymore. It is very much not worth it, especially when putting myself at serious risk of an accident in Logan, Utah. Anyone reading this who live there knows how likely I am to end up in an Air Ambulance heading down to Salk Lake City. Logan has serious traffic along its main roads, and it all goes up and down a narrow corridor of development. So when everybody gets off work, most of them are heading up and down that narrow corridor. It is like living in Los Angeles without the freeways. Well, not quite. It’s still loose enough to flow. But it is the speed that makes it worse. When people hit, they hit hard. And to drive among that, is not only very dangerous, but it also means harder starts, stops, and turns with the car. So harder wear.

Also, I expected there would be deliveries among the college housing, what, with a university in town and all. Not one. Deliveries were out in the mid and low-income houses of the regular people, with one on snob hill. That one was one of the two higher tipping deliveries, but not the high one. Past experience tells me that the working man is usually the one who tips fairly. But the masses in Utah are cheap where I worked.

So, what do I do? Drive a little more to transfer the value of my vehicle and my time into the bank account, try to get set up to take people, and then keep an eye open for a “real job.” I don’t know. I am still ambiguous about that. I could never get paid what my time with my family time is worth to me.

It smells like a slight whiff of smoke in here. Missus must be up trying to light the stove with the minimal amount of wood that’s in the house. I suppose I better get up now and get ready to go get her enough firewood to actually heat the place for a few hours.

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Yet Another Morning Entry

Posted on February 7, 2025 by Kelsey

It’s eight in the morning now, and I slept up till about an hour ago, so I am feeling pretty good. Out of bed, dressed, down the stairs, loo, kiss the wife, clear the ash out of the woodstove, load it with logs, coffee, tablets, and computer. It is rainy looking out the window, and when I looked, there was no sign of snow anywhere but on that little patch out front by the small pickup truck. Wind is ranging 15 to 24 miles an hour at the moment, and the weeds out the front window are showing with their rendition of the funky chicken.

Weather being like that, I don’t know so much that I am heading out to the yard to work today, or if Missus still wants to go to town to sort out some things. We do need to get her glasses. That reminds me, I also need to put gas in the car.

I am still astounded by that Uber delivery I took yesterday. With tip it ended up being $37! A check with Missus on the topic of going out, and she says Monday. Fine, and on goes the Uber App. Well, I am going to take it if it livens up! Might actually make some real money while running the little Door Dash runs in between. Who knows? I wish there was a consistent market close enough I could count on getting runs at will. I could make enough to live on with that. And I could do it at will. And enough, is enough. I’m happy with that.

The kids are up now, and the dishes are wandering through the kitchen sink. I have been doing them most of the time lately. So, the break is nice as my oldest goes on with it. I huffed and puffed on the hot coals in the stove and finally got it to light up. Another log on top, and the fire is beginning to put a little heat up the flu. It is windy, and there is definitely a certain amount of clogging in at least one of the choke points. That causes the wind coming into the chimney to have a great effect on pushing back against the heat trying to go up. One the flu is hot, there is a much greater force of hot air pushing back against it, and the chimney would have to be pretty plugged up for it to push hard enough for the air to come back down. But my sign that things are getting tight in those choke points is the smoke not flowing easily up the chimney. Or it could be just the force of the wind. But the wind needs to be stronger to stop it up that much when things are clean. It’s all a spectrum.

The thermometer placed correctly at 18 inches up the flue pipe from the stove top is now indicating a temperature that puts the needle on the border between the yellow and the green indices. When it gets there and into the green a fire will self-sustain just fine with the stove door closed, and I ca heat the house efficiently and more cleanly. Time to close the door! Next is to adjust the draft down till the fire slows some, and the stove just maintains the heat required to keep the house warm. I usually burn in the first quarter of the green zone, and let it burn down in the yellow. I don’t burn anywhere near the red, and I am certainly never one to do that stupid looking stunt of burning the stove to any shade of glowing red. I don’t understand that. I like my house more than that. I like my family more than that. It appears too high a risk to both, to me. I can feel the heat coming from the stove, but since closing the door, it has cooled down to the yellow.

The actual temperatures don’t really matter with such a visual indicator. But as you can see, the pipe wants to be at about 275F or above to keep a clean burn and in the case of my particular stove, a self-sustaining one. Mind, once it is going and the wood has formed charcoals on it, it will sustain in the yellow zone just fine. As you can also see, it is probably time to freshen up and get a new thermometer. I wonder if I can still find a nice one with that “Made In USA” label at the bottom? That would be nice.

I think it is time to get a new coffee, and remind the kids that mom included ‘put them away’ on the dishwashing chore list. Then ask them to toss the cats out before the house starts receiving parcels. One of the cats is called “Serious Black.” I am asking my youngest daughter to get Serious. We all love that name a little too much.

Coffee!

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First Uber Was Today

Posted on February 7, 2025 by Kelsey

Six and a half bucks with no tip on the one and only Door Dash I took today. That would have been it, but for Uber finally lighting up and sending me a request for a food delivery. Naturally I was about half a mile from home, and it tried, then somehow, I missed the accept, but when I got home, it did it again, and I was able to accept it, then drive all the way back up to town, then back down to Franklin. That would not have been worth it, but for the $35 fee and $2 tip. Holy crap! I have barely made that much all week with Door Dash the last two weeks. So of course I took this! Plus, I really wanted to see how Uber worked. After all, this is the first time I have seen that it DOES work. Not a bad profit for a burger and fries. It was some teen with mom’s credit card, I think. That’s as much info as I will talk about it, though. Privacy and all that.

So, I made as much today on one 26-minute drive as I made all of last week on Door Dash payments. Unbelievable. And that was from here in Idaho! I will go down to Utah and see if I can see some runs there in Logan next. I think that could really put me over the top on some earnings. Nice work if you can get it.

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Every Morning’s Thoughts

Posted on February 6, 2025 by Kelsey

The usual three Ante Meridian wake up today was because of the weather alarm sounding that the outside temperature has gone to below 20F. A quick jaunt down the stairs to the well-lit room and the woodstove, and back up again is as usual enough to wake me into thoughts of anxiety and eagerness. So therapeutic self-care requires I make a bit of writing to lose the thoughts and work out the logic that is my own personal philosophies on life. It is going to have to be either this or go on down the stairs again, but this time for a cup of coffee.

I passed the last hour and a half finishing the long video I started last night about spoke shaves. There is a strange thing about that tool that draws a person to wanting to work wood. I don’t know just what it is, but for some reason, whenever I get to thinking of it and using it, I want to go set up a piece and begin shaving it. It is a lovely tool and requires both hands to use it most of the time. The foot is short, and the feel of it against the wood is like how a Corvette feels on the road compared to the usual Camry. Every pebble, every crack is noticed, and it feels like your backside is in a hole that follows you around throughout the world as you go. The spoke shave is nimble and can hit a curve, even with a flat sole. I think it is something about all that which makes such a desirable tool to work with. The worst part of it is that it wants a good work holding device to get you going. Funny thing is that for such a small and nimble tool, it requires a shave horse or a work bench of some sort to keep the piece while you work with it.

What I need to do is make a piece of furniture. I want to do something with a cabinet. That generally does not require a spokeshave, by the way. But I would like to have some sort of piece to keep things in here in the house, and to have the practice and work out a few things that I have not got my head around just yet in the construction. I also want to do another table. It could be that what I need to do is a short cabinet for the bedside cupboard that will hold a shelf or two for books and a drawer above that I can put some other things into. I think an elevated back shelf on the top might be a good thing, too. Maybe that could be a lift top box that is sized to hold a tissue box or something. Point is that this idea might be just what I need to do to get some skills up and to put together something from some wood I have outside that should be dry by now.

I think I may be spending the weekend down in Logan driving if I really do see the Uber app light up when I am down there for some errands on Friday. We could really use the money to cover some bills and food. If that is successful, then I might have to do weekends down there and earn money, then spend the rest of the week making furniture and running my own at home business. I think it has the potential to be a good schedule.

Speaking of schedule, one of the best parts about doing Uber and Door Dash, if they work out with said plan above, is that I can just pack it in and leave work at any moment and not have to ask anyone for a bit of time off whenever I need. That is super appealing!

Also, speaking of schedule, Missus has got some markets scheduled as of yesterday, and we have some summer plans for her business. There is one coming in the next two weeks, in fact. I’ll be excited to see that play out. I need to make some things for it to try to flog off.

It is time to try to get an hour’s rest before it is time to wake up and take the kids to school. Cold weather is coming. I may have to get out and put some wood to the woodpile again. Also, I am still asking myself how getting two neighboring countries to put 10K soldiers each along our border is a victory? I am not seeing kt. Maybe I can sleep on it.

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