We are still enjoying the company of my wife’s sister from England, though I fear we are not being good hosts as we are not getting about much. I am tied to my work, and we just don’t have the time or money to do much. I have not had much time to spend in her company while I work, and Missus and the kids fill the time each day to occupy her. When I do see them, they all seem happy enough, and to have had enough to keep them busy around the house, and in the art supplies.
I get up when I wake, but the sleep of night does not allow that time to come before eight very often, and almost never after. I spend the mornings working on getting a lunch ready for the day, feeding the animals, and getting in a bit of time with the family. Sometimes there are a few little chores to do to help missus out. I leave for work usually by ten-thirty. I will get gas when required, though not always. Then I will start the app to begin DoorDashing.
I often find the first order in within a couple of minutes, and make my first fifty sometime between two and four, depending on how busy things are in town. I can have that up to one-twenty to one forty by eight in the evening, when I will make my way back home. Times are approximate, and I can be home by eight-thirty on some evenings, sometimes as late as nine. Because I don’t have a gaffer, times don’t matter as much as making goals for amounts I earn before I quit the day. The money is not very good, but being able to earn it sure is important at the moment. Missus and I need to reinvent ourselves. We are just not sure how we fit in here. There is nothing close by to earn a living at. We are not sure how to make a good living on the land we have. The tools we have invested in over the last few years are great entertainment and fun hobbies, but they are not providing a living on their own, and we are not figuring out something to produce regularly that sells. So, here we are.
I’ve not been in touch with my siblings lately, and little in touch with the old friends. I don’t have many new friends, which is a curse or a blessing, depending on how one feels they fit in where they are. We are awfully close to northern Utah. It’s a beautiful place, and there are lots of good people here. We just don’t fit into the prime social club here. Enough said about that, as the less, the better.
I still sometimes think on what I could do with the YouTube channel, but nothing content worthy comes to mind. So, nothing gets made. It’s a common theme in our lives right now.
Our younger son has the stained-glass tools and he and his wife are working with it. I was apprehensive at my mother’s tools going away from the house, but I just was not getting to it, and they have both been working on a project together, which is doubly exciting to me! So I am now very happy they have them, and are finding something they can do together, and they are creating. That is wonderful and makes me very happy.
Our oldest has come to get firewood and has worked his free days splitting it. He is getting a pretty good little pile together here, and again up at his house. So that’s pretty exciting.
I need to remember to stop in soon and get a new handle for the shower. I broke it off the other day. I would like to get a replacement of fair quality and hope to find one at Standard Plumbing. I hope I don’t have to go to Home Depot, knowing their knock-off standard supply is Chinese crap. But I will see what is on offer. I am only assuming that like the gaskets on the Delta faucet, the handle will also be readily available.
It’s half three in the morning, and I am hungry. Don’t know what I am going to do about that, but I think a cup of coffee would taste nice. Missus does not do well on a full night’s sleep, so I may try to wake her and set her day off, then have my cup and go back to bed. A perfectly normal kind of thing to do around here. Hence my normal late wake for the day myself. Here I go!