Rain, Rain, Go Away.

Rain, Rain, GO AWAY, come again some other day….

I mean, when I was a kid rain was amazing. It would start to cloud up around 1pm, thunderstorms by 3, and by the time dinner was done the skies were fabulously clear, and everything smelled so good.

We even ran to the end of the street and played in the mucky rain water rivers that would form at the end of our street, standing so the fan went up an over our heads.

Gross if you think about it. Lol. Our parents didn’t care though. It was good clean fun. Well. Sort of.

I’ve never seen it rain so much in my life without major flooding. This area is obviously equipped with good drainage and ample river volumes to handle the amount of rain we’d endured. We’ve accumulated about 7 inches since we got here, but that’s not reflective of the actual days that have been unfavorable.

One of the other camp workers today said “We’ve been here for 3 months and have seen the sun maybe 5 days “ We see the sun on occasion as it peeks out from behind the clouds for an hour or two, but most nights we go to sleep without seeing the night sky, or wake up to a sunny, clear day.

We’ve been here 4 weeks now and we’ve seen the sun one day, for the entire day. We’ve swapped Summer for an endless fall.

I love fall – but I think I love fall in Colorado – because the days finally cool down, the trees are beautiful and the dry, and the parched earth is finally given some much needed rain. I love rain then, but I’m going to have PTSD from being here for a while I think.

I’ve also been robbed of spring. Spring for me is the emergence of flowers, buds and the migration of endless birds and their songs. Spring in Arizona happened in February but it was subtle – if you weren’t a “plant” person, it may have been all but unnoticed – except maybe the rise in daily temp averages. When getting here – Spring I think doesn’t really come in leaps and bounds like it does back home. Here it’s subtle, as well, but the rain is never ending, and the temperatures just aren’t climbing much. I haven’t seen a difference between May 1st and June 1st. It’s been hovering on average about 55 to 60 degrees., with lows in the 40’s every night. We are still waking up and turning on the furnace.

We are both struggling mentally in this place! Depression up here is a real thing, and made much worse, by being confined to such a small space, and in a place that is unfamiliar.

We have made some friends and this one younger couple in particular we might have some fun with. They are in a teardrop trailer, and like to fish and crab and clam, too.

In a teardrop trailer though. Omg how insane is that. I’d have been gone mentally by now if I had to deal with every day in a little thing like that. Lol. They are very young though, so maybe they can deal with it better. They are from Utah, so I’m sure they are having the same culture/weather shock issues we are, haha.

Camping is different here

Most of the people that work here, are from here. Most are permanent residents here at the park as well, and maybe they can’t get anyone from out of state who can handle this weather to stay! HA!

Things started out a little rocky. Everyone around here is depressed and grumpy. The customers are super easy, though because no one is aggressive or loud, or demanding. I haven’t seen an upset customer yet. No one has the energy to complain.

When we first got here, admittedly I was out of sorts that night, and I felt compelled to apologize to the kid at the counter I complained to, but I haven’t seen him since then. Did I make him quit?! Omg. I am afraid to ask.

The first thing that happened that made us pause was a couple that lives here permanently and are homeschooling their kids, as well. She helps on the weekends and he works full time in Maintenance.

We hit it off well at first. She has a quirky dry sense of humor and her hubby loves dogs to a fault and loved up Odie right away. The kids are sweet, but quiet – except the boy who is VERY loud. Haha. Good kids, though.

We had been talking with our director about some of the changes he could make to liven it up a bit. I don’t think he’s had much experience with running a place like this, or kid’s entertainment in the past – and much to my surprise has been running this for nearly 3 years, on a crew of mostly teens. Teens are good for being bodies, or doing game time with kids, but not for keeping things running smooth, or injecting new ideas. New people are ALWAYS great and can bring in a lot of interesting perspectives.

Teens can’t really be trusted to not cut corners to just get out of there, to clean properly and to not be distracted with 100 other things in life. ( I know – I was one of those once) All the teens seemed like good kids – 3 girls so far, with more coming once school is let out for the year, but I could hear the relief in his voice when he said he was glad he had some “Competent adults” here to help his this year.

The Activities department is kind of looked down upon here, too which isn’t quite fair to the poor guy that’s running it. I think I called him a kid earlier, but he’s actually only about 12 years younger than we are. He certainly looks much younger, but then I noticed the grey hairs poking out from around his ears.

The speed at which things get done here reminds me A LOT of the Georgia “Take your time” attitude everyone has. Scott and I are STILL not those people, and even though this is year two and the 4th job we’ve had, we’re still not used to “slowing down” We’re also not used to things not being done because, well, we’re not sure. They have a LOT of people working here, but we’re not sure what exactly they are doing. The grounds are in a more natural state than we’d think a “Resort” would be in, but remember our comments about how “Resort” is taken in this part of the country – and it’s definitely a loose term.

Everything is a bit warn, in need of serious repairs, repainting or just cleaning. It’s driving Scott nuts to see small trees and foot tall grass growing out of the building’s gutters, un-mowed common areas, and for me it’s the lack of flowers and other easily maintained areas just not being utilized when there is so much RAIN and water to not have to worry about it. The golf course is worn and shabby. The waterfall doesn’t work, the holes are broke out so the balls sometimes don’t make it down the pipe.

Things like that are just a bit on the ???? Side for us. The Director took slight offense and said “Well people really love this little course” I’m sure they do. It’s free, it’s small and I’m sure fun for the kids – however – we spend upwards of 30 years picking apart places to upgrade and improve by re-landscaping things just like this. If you’re a hairdresser and see a horrible haircut – even if the person who owns it is happy with it, it’s STILL going to bother you.

We used to play this game, Scott and I, where years and years ago we thought we would retire and buy a motel, or set of cabins, fix it up and manage it. We’d gained knowledge of what needs to be done by watching “Hotel Impossible” and applying the logic we learned on the show to places we stayed on vacations, so we knew what mistakes were commonly made.

We seem to be doling out the same scrutiny of places we are now. Old habits die hard I guess. It’s not with malice, either. It’s with good intentions to make the guest experience the best it can be. Problem is management always wants to stick with what’s easy and comfortable for them, so we need to just shut it unless we’re asked. LOL!

We did offer some suggestions about dance parties and other upgrades to the building we’d be spending all summer in. One simple one, was some flashing disco type lights that tape to a surface easily and can be so awesome during dance parties, because you can get them to change with the music. I do want to get a gross of them for the Haunt this year, but I’m not sure what I’m going to do with them, yet.

Scott and the Director talked about placement and getting a ladder while I worked on folding shirts for Tie Die and placement on racks. The other employee (the home school mom) worked on cleaning out a supply room and getting it organized a little.

She was there to show us how to get set up for the night’s Movie night, how the area was constructed, running the projector, popcorn, concessions, etc.

A few hours went by and she became increasingly agitated. Not mean, just obviously upset and short. She came in and said “Can we please turn the music down now!? Are you done?” I said sure – I mean we didn’t need it up – and I’d had already turned it down a bit from before. Scott’s hearing is getting way worse as time goes on so up for him, is loud for everyone else.

We didn’t NEED to have music on for the lights, but Scott liked it being on, as we both love music and usually have it on all the time if the TV isn’t. Scott went out to grab something from someplace – I don’t even remember now where he was, but the mom came in and said “Is he done YET?, can we turn off the lights now!?” I was like uhhhh….. I said “I don’t think he’s done yet but that’s really a question for him – he likes to keep them plugged in as he hangs them” (In case he screws something up – or the lights quit he doesn’t spend an hour hanging something just to take it down). Why is this bothering her? First the Music and now the lights. I was baffled and a little taken aback. She had been burping a lot and acting strange for about an hour now.

She looks right at me and says “Well, you have about 2 minutes before I have a seizure so do you want me to turn the lights off or just show you how to run things and go home!?”

I froze. We had a kid in our haunt who had seizures on occasion and we always had to keep her away from the strobes. My son roomed with her in the first year in college, and she had an episode where he had to call an ambulance for her. I also saw a girl in my middle school have a seizure, fall down backwards down a stairwell and again an ambulance had to be called. Further back, My cousin had epilepsy and died in his sleep after a particularly bad one. I was only about 10 years old, and I remember standing at his grave and feeling the worst I’d ever felt. I really didn’t like him because he was always treated special when I was a kid, and I didn’t understand why. He was a brat, and got whatever he wanted, and now I was feeling the regret of that malice towards him. Seizures give me instant anxiety and I didn’t know what to do.

Why was she asking me what “I” wanted – it’s what she needed – like turn it off turn it all off, go home, call an ambulance – whatever you need. Omg. I said “go turn it off if you need to! – the plug is over there” I should have turned it off for her, but by the time my brain caught up with my mouth, she’d already walked over and yanked the plug out of the wall and walked out of the building.

I was just standing there in stunned silence.

Scott came back a few minutes later,and I gave him the lowdown. He said Yeah she said she may have issues if the lights blink too much. Well WTF you guys you didn’t tell ME, she had issues?! (And why didn’t they just TAKE IT OFF FLASH and leave them on constant if it was going to make her sick? GAH.)

Just then her husband comes in, followed by her, and saying nothing, starts setting up chairs. Scott jumps up and says “Is it time to set chairs up for the movie then?” “He looks at me and says to a chair “Well you guys ARE killing my WIFE!” And continues to slam chairs around. She’s sitting on the corner of the stage, rocking back and forth, and I walk over to her and say “Next time if you are having issues maybe let me in on the little secret? I can’t help if I don’t know!” I gave her a side hug and walked off. I needed to cool down.

She said she’d be fine in a bit, her meds were starting to work (Thankfully) but I was NOT in a good spot after freaking out that she was about to need an ambulance for as far as I knew, and then being accused of doing it on purpose by her husband.

Just then Scott ‘s phone rings. It’s the Director, and he says to Scott “turn the lights off if she’s having an issue” Scott was like Yeah….we already did? (Like why wouldn’t we? Why would she call the director at home?)

I clammed up right then. If I opened my mouth, I would have said something I regretted.

Who in the hell did he think he was talking to us like that, over something we (I) had zero knowledge of, and that Scott didn’t know was a problem because she hadn’t said anything until she was on Defcon 4? And why did we need a call from the Director?

Holy shit.

I didn’t say much the rest of the night, but we still needed to learn how to close up. I had to wait with her before she did to see why a light that wasn’t normally on wasn’t going off. She called maintenance and her husband and wasn’t leaving until it was figured out. I was SO freaking uncomfortable. I JUST wanted to go home. Who cares if a light is on – figure it out in the morning when people are here!

Finally, her husband came back and said “don’t worry about it” so, we left and gladly went home.

I was pissed the next day and relayed that to the Director. I didn’t have much to say to her. I felt bad about the situation, but I had NO reason to feel bad for her husband.

That next day we went to hang the remainder of the lights (this time turned OFF) and couldn’t figure out the large hardwired fans on low in the highpoints in the building. The Director didn’t know how to shut them down, and after some digging, I found a few remotes that said “Fan 1, 2, 3” They didn’t work. A few more minutes of thinking about it, and I would have suggested the breaker panel – just shutting them off.

We do that a lot at the Haunted house in buildings when we don’t have time to mess with overhead lights we can’t find solutions for. Another haunt worker – turned Disney employee – showed me how to label and use the breaker box to control lighting many years ago.

But, the Director called the maintenance manager instead, to see if he knew how the fans worked. He came into the building and the Director asked him how they shut off. He said “I don’t know – do YOU need them off now or do YOU need them off now.!?” Speaking first to the Director and 2nd to Scott. Scott stood there stunned and stammered. “Uhhhh” The Maintenance manager barked “I don’t have time for this…” and stormed out.

The Mom’s husband actually came in and suggested shutting it off at the panel, and all were happy.

Except Scott. He was pretty put off by the guys attitude. Scott said to the Director – “Man you are the head of a department and he talks to you like that?”

The maintenance manager was already on his slight shit list after Scott went looking for a mower to mow our site, and the maintenance manager came out and said “Excuse me!? And YOU are WHO?”

Scott was like damn. He’s grumpy!

Apparently the rest of the “Resort” doesn’t look favorably upon the Activities – saying that we all just basically sit around and watch kids play all day. Well, here. Yes, actually, we man spots to keep kids from tearing shit up, supply crafts, rent bikes and clean a lot.

Scott was in the office for a few minutes once, and the maintenance manager came in, and stood by him for a good 5 minutes. Didn't say hello, or anything. That's how you get on Scott's bad side. It takes ZERO effort as a manager to say hello to an employee.

The crafts here are more along the lines of the same thing every week. Pre-planned and pre-made boxed crafts or pre-packaged themed crafts. Lots of “Build your own XYZ” store-bought things and printed coloring pages. There aren’t many crafts that are taught or made from supplies we buy. It’s more about just supervising and cleaning up after a bunch of kids who don’t do it for themselves. (Parent’s need to do better at teaching this – It’s really bad any more)

On one hand it’s a little monotonous, but on the other hand it’s nice for me, anyway not to have to think about anything. A little more reflective of the low wages most people get in these jobs. It’s all pretty brainless stuff.

I’ve been working on organizing and cleaning the storage attic (Why am I always the one to have to do this, lol?) This one is bad, but not as bad as the one in Arizona. THAT was an amount of stuff that was next level.

None of these places ever seem to be able to utilize downtime efficiently. It’s throw it all in a pile and hope the next person sorts it out. Problem is there never IS the next person. Until me. And I can’t deal with not being able to find anything.

I set to work organizing what would be my soaping area’s storage. I found so many things that shouldn’t be there, got rid of junk that should be trash and took stock on what was there, and what was needed. I found that there was some really pricey essential oils and turned the Director onto what I use, that not only is a little more cost effective – especially nowadays, but a little more friendly towards the kids and the people he’d serve.

Expensive essential oils are great for farmer’s markets, but not for a 4 year old. So he ordered some really great scents and mixes like cotton candy, chocolate – and my personal favorite – Fruit Loops. They’ve proven to be extremely popular and I have fun making melt and pour with the kids and parents.

For the month we’ve only been able to get hours on the weekend. I’m not real thrilled with that, because we’ve been here a month, and we could be working 40 hours but aren’t. I already told the Manager we could, but she said it would have to be approved by the upper management and probably wouldn’t due to budget.

I mean, Granted we were 2 weeks early, but that would have meant we would have had 2 weeks still with only a couple hours on the weekend. Hopefully that changes. I REALLY don’t want to go through this hour thing again.

One day the Director came in - after the first dance party and said he'd lost 2 employees already. It was 2 of the three teenage girls. Two of them lived here with their dad who'd been here since March. He was looking for EMT employment and when the 2 of the 3 kids heard he was hiring, they signed up right away. They had a teen brother, but he wasn't working with them. The school bus dropped lots of kids off, and I wasn't sure where they all belonged, but I new he was part of their clan. He was a sweet, well mannered kid who rarely wore shoes, and was constantly dirty.

I asked what happened and he said they didn't show up for work that morning. HE said their dad told him they were up doing laundry, so he went looking for them. THey were gone. They consulted the video cameras and all three kids took all their belongings out of the car they drove to the laundry, and piled into another vehicle, and drove off.

Not too much longer later, the police were rolling down our street. We found out the father was arrested.

He was doing things to them in that bus. I have never been so disgusted and angry. He was just over there. in that camper doing that shit.

The hours we were lacking gave us some time to go explore and take in the sights, when it wasn’t raining anyway. The rain isn’t CONSTANT, but its….frequent, and at all hours. It’s not predictable, and If it’s not pouring it’s misting, and if it’s not misting it’s very oppressively cloudy and grey.

We’ve explored much of the coastal areas, and still have many places to go. We’ve visited many towns along the coast including Canon Beach, Astoria, Warrenton, Seaside. We’ve decided to save Long Beach, Tillamook, the Rivers and the inner area for later on, however when the weather improves… I hope.

We haven’t gone HOURS away because the gas prices, and we’re already operating this month WAY over budget. With no hours, crazy expensive trip up through California, and food being out of control, we just haven’t done much driving.

We’ve ate out twice (Other than McDonalds and Taco Bell) and had some Excellent fish and chips and some horrible pizza. Usually the locals can recommend food fairly well, but they missed the mark with this place. I could make a better pizza in my easy bake oven at 10 years old. Gross. Scott said “don’t ever order that again” And it was expensive!!!

The beach walks are the same as we’ve done since Georgia, and Odie is in 7th heaven. He absolutely LOVES the ocean and all the beaches you can take dogs and let them off leash. I’m SO grateful for that, and we’ve had no issues so far with people and their dogs on the beach.

The weather/time of year I think is keeping people away from this area right now and so we’ve enjoyed smaller crowds so far.

We’ve not really gotten to know any of the other work campers other than our Mesa Resort comrades and the two younger kids in the Teardrop. No one is really interested in chatting much. We are kind of separated from the rest of the crew as far as working goes – but it’s so cold and nasty all the time, no one hangs out, outside and therefore we rarely see anyone else on workcamper’s row.

The cat and dog have been trying to make friends, though and there are three cats in the “Neighborhood” One across the road, and one owned by the Mom and her family, and one up the road a little. The one big tomcat reminds me so much of my old kitty. He’s so sweet and has been trying (Without success) to get our kitty to like him.

She truly is a bitch.

She’s SO friggin mean to him, and I just don’t get why she can’t be nice. She is the nicest sweetest kitty for us and Odie, and actually other dogs. She’s so funny though how she LOOSES her mind when she sees the other cats out wandering around the campground.

Up, down, back and forth to windows, climbing the screen door, screaming and yowling. So I let her out on her lead, and she just sits there. If they DO come up to her she hisses and bats her paw at them. I truly think she’d be at their throats if she wasn’t on a leash. The ol tomcat would squash her flat – if he even had it in him to be that way.

The folks next door have a crazy pittie mix who barks VERY aggressively at us and Odie, but is actually a spaz and has become our BFF whenever we see her. She snaps and barks and shows her teeth at Odie but only when she’s on her lead. Off her lead at the dog park? She ignored him. Weird.

Another couple we haven’t talked very much to, have a gigantic dog that’s extremely aggressive and reactive to literally everything. He is scary as hell, but she’s working with him and seems to know what she’s doing. She doesn’t let him get away with being bad, either. Still. He’s scary.

We’ve worked on our site to improve it, but have a gopher (Or two) burrowing under our mats and our tables. It’s funny to watch the dog listen to them rummaging around underground. There aren’t many birds yet. I’ve set up a feeder, but I’ve only seen a few sparrows and some Robins. LOTS of seagulls and a bald eagle and osprey or two, but no songbirds who eat seeds. Some little shore birds who are FAST and fly low to the ground, then almost as one they land and skitter around picking up things in the sand are fun to watch. We’ve seen Geese and Cormorants, and even a huge herd? Pod? Of Sea Lions out by the old docks in town.

I’ve planted a makeshift garden at the back of our little lot, and made a little box out of boards we normally use for blocking the trailer up. The DAY I planted the carrots in the small contained area, the large black cat down the road was peeing in it – then MY cat immediately walked over and peed on THAT and then covered it up – scattering the carrots everywhere and had me yelling and piling sticks on top of it to keep them out. At least I don’t have to remember to water.

Can’t have anything nice!

My tomatoes are toast. I grow tomatoes. I grow HUGE tomatoes. My plants at home were 15 feet tall and with 5 or 6 softball sized fruits on a single cluster. I KNOW tomatoes, but I can’t grow them here. There is NO sun and constant rain. I even had a pretty little palm tree of some sort growing in my pot that withered and died from the lack of UV light.

I would have set them up in the garage with a table and lights, but all my lights are at the house in a box. I think maybe next time I’m going to bring the one large light I have. I’ve wanted them twice already, since we’ve been on this journey.

I tossed my two chocolate sprinkles plants – without even being able to enjoy a single one, and kept the patio tomato. I don’t think it’s going to live, though. The Mum/Grass plant the people next to us in mesa gave us when they left is in full bloom thinking it went from summer to fall. It’s gorgeous and so I re-potted it. It feels good to get my hands in the dirt!

We also found a banana slug in our bed.

Yeah, I have no idea how it got in, or why it was on my BED of all places. I could even see the slim trail up the side and across the black material. Gag. I’m so HAPPY I didn’t crawl into bed and roll over on it in the middle of the night. I truly think I would have expired right there.

I picked him up and sent him on a long flight into the thick forest behind our trailer.

I have seen a small garter snake – the first snake I’ve seen since I can’t remember. I love and miss my beautiful snakes at home. There are some beautiful frogs that when it’s warm enough – sing in the trees. I love frog song. We don’t get that at home. Never lived anywhere close enough to water for that to happen.

It’s humid here, and we finally broke down to get a vent mat for under our mattress. We needed one in Georgia, but knowing we were headed home, and then to Arizona we put it off. The first time I stuck my hand under the mattress and felt it wet, I ordered it. I’m NOT DOING THIS AGAIN I thought.

We’ve spent a few dollars on a couple upgrades I’ve wanted to do for a while. Some drawer slides to convert an empty unused space under the counter to put cutting boards and have an extendable extra counter if I need it.

Adding some window cling to a couple of the windows to add color and more light without having to open the shades.

Our water pump is leaking. Again. And the guy next to us said to just bypass it until we can get it replaced. Again. It’s going to be and easy fix and will give me some peace of mind, and a cleaner garage. We had to take everything out of the bay and put it out back so it didn’t get wet.

I need to get more damprid though. The de-humidifier we brought along is doing well at keeping the trailer at about 57% Humidity and I haven’t seen any mold growth, but my clothes are all damp and weird and smell musty. That shit’s expensive though and I’m SO tired of things costing so much.

Scott said “Well, maybe just open all the cabinets and drawers then.

Lol, No.

We haven’t gone hiking anywhere, for multiple reasons. Rain, Mosquitoes, Gas prices, and Scott’s knee is really giving him a hard time. He’s not sure what to do, as we have no way to access healthcare in a state other than our own. I think it’s bothering him more than he puts on, too.

I’ve been having issues with my knee, too. I don’t know what the deal is, but it’s a pain right in the center, under my kneecap and only when I am going uphill. Odie has been great and has helping me up some of the stairs and sand dunes we’ve encountered.

One of the awesome things we've done was go clamming.

41 years ago last month, my parents and I took a trip to the Oregon coast. My first time on an airplane. My first time seeing the Ocean. We feed seagulls from our hotel window, walked the beach, and I collected shells. One day, There was a man walking, and pounding the ground with a shovel. He'd see something in the sand, scoop out the sand, squat down, dig like crazy, and reach his arm in a hole. He'd bring up a clam, and put it in his bag. I asked him all sorts of questions, (most I don't remember), but I thought it was the coolest thing I'd ever seen. I vowed to return someday and learn how. I always thought I'd learn from some old fisherman, if ever.....but in reality today it was YouTube University, and the Oregon DOW website, lol. Today, Scott and I Went out, and made that dream a reality. We got our limit of 15, and made one HECK of a dinner!

It felt good to secure my own food. I REALLY miss that feeling when I'd pull a bag of corn out of the freezer in Feburary knowing I was the one who put it there. I do NOT like depending on others for my food, and success.

I think that's my biggest issue other than money. Depending on others to give me a paycheck so I can eat. Grrr. what a weird issue to have.

Things are so expensive and our plan for investing has been tabled. How can we invest with such a small amount in such an unstable environment right now? I wished we knew more about it. Maybe it wouldn’t be so scary.

Everything is costing twice or even four times what it should. The weird constant issues we’re having are becoming a real disappointment. I’m sure we need to be way more grateful we are able to live as we do right now, but it’s just not panning out to be what we planned. We didn’t want to use the money we have saved for our true retirement, and we are. And we don’t like it.

The fact that many of these companies are making record profits, and are still using the “Supply chain” and “Labor shortage” excuse is bullshit. They have us by the balls and they know it.

Something has to change, and we’re bound to figure it out. We are still having fun, relaxing but I’m itchy about the future. My business is failing and I’m so sad. I’m ready to just hang it all up for a while and maybe return some other time. It would free up some storage space, free up some stress on me, and make it easier to travel and pack if I didn’t have all the crap I have with me.

It’s like carrying around a weight on my shoulders and I can’t do anything with it. Maybe I’ll be able to return to soap making when we have a less mobile live.

Participating in Farmer’s markets isn’t working because we always work weekends, plus there is the irritating issue of sales tax, business operating differences in literally every town and every state. It’s entirely too much to navigate. We need way WAY more than I could ever make at a market each month anyway, and with the lack of storage I have here in the trailer, it’s just not working.

So I think it’s all coming out when we get home, and the business will be shut down.

Work from home? Remote? Maybe, but it has to be the right job. I didn’t trade one job I despised just to get another.

Can’t make enough with art. The field is so over saturated by kids who are ridiculously talented and trained way beyond anything I ever learned or am capable of. My art will have to be for entertainment only.

Nothing like Tik Tok or Youtube will make me money. I’m not cute, funny or talented enough. I also don’t have the energy to keep up on something that will keep people coming back.

Affiliate marketing, MLMs and other forms of online income just isn’t my jam. I have ZERO interest in being a salesperson. I’ve tried every one of them and none make you the money that’s promised.

I know there are things like drop shipping and other amazon related businesses but I just can’t see how I could offer anything any different than anyone else. I need GUARANTEED income, and that’s way too unstable.

Can’t do uber, Instacart or anything like that, because I have a diesel truck. Not cost or fuel-efficient.

We need something I don’t think exists.

So, for now, As Joe Dirt says “You gotta keep on keepin’ on. Life’s a garden: dig it. You gotta make it work for you”

That we will. Somehow.