3AM. Once again. But this time I woke up because of a sound, not the usual reasons of a fifty-four-year-old. This time it was the sound of rain hitting the window. A peak at the weather once I got around the broadband connection being down again, and the radar shows we are at the head of a coming rain cell heading north and looking fairly large. Even if no new weather develops and it just traverses us, we are in for hours of rain. I was really hoping to go get some wood today. But mud everywhere is going to kind of ruin it. Is it even worth going back to sleep, or should I just give in and have a cup of joe and keep on typing?
Work is just going along. I keep at it, and there is some money, though I cannot call it a career, that’s for sure. It takes hours to get enough money to call it an earning day. I have to get past the gas I put in the car, and the food I eat during the day. Those all cost around $50. So, to get ahead on a day, I need to earn more than that. But that usually takes around four hours or so. It’s not great.
I have the wax melted. There was still a thick ring around the top of the vat last night. I broke it apart using the shaft of the scissors. Once I broke through it, it was fairly easy to scrape into the depths of the hot wax to melt away. This morning things look good for a pour. I just need to get the molds wicked, and ready. I’d like to get three full pours done this week: today if possible. That’s just over a hundred candles when done. That should be enough to hold us through a little while of sales online.
I am not good with this rain. I am not happy at all. I need the firewood. I need it desperately at this point. Once the snow comes, it won’t be long before all the logs are frozen to the ground, and I cannot get more. I need it split and stacked and under a tarp. I am not sure what all this rain indicated for the rest of the season. I have heard some predictions that we can expect loads of snow this year. This steam train just needs to keep on coming. It seems to be started. But then, the spring brought a bit of rain before summer went hot and dry and forgot all about it. I cannot take chances where the firewood is concerned. I really need to get this job done come spring next year and have the wood split and stacked and seasoning before the summer begins.
5AM is coming. It is almost time to wake missus up. I am listening to a podcast. I am typing, obviously. Still have not decided on a coffee. At this rate, I will have to decide on a nap. Oh well. Thank you, rain!