....it's off to work I go.
The gods of finances must have heard my silent screaming when I received the bill from Outside Kitty's vetting. Just last week I received a call from the produce guy that I used to help at the local farmers market. He needed some help for the month of December and wondered if I was available. Heck yes, I'd make myself available......Show me the Money!!
So for two days a week, I'll be helping Mr. Clarence man his booth at the "big" city's farmers market. I've already worked one day and I have to say that I'm getting soft....the temperature didn't get above 45 degrees and even with my Cuddl Duds, wool sweater, canvas pants, thick socks and boots, I was a little chilled near the end. But I figured if the old man could tough it out, so could I. But in my defense, he did go in the truck to warm up a few times. I didn't because I didn't want to seem like a big sissy and I would have felt terrible if I were in the warm truck while he was outside.
Technically the market is officially closed for the season, but he and two other vendors still stick it out for the holiday month. It obviously isn't as busy as the summer months, but there were enough customers to make it worth opening up and paying for help (me). And as I'm typing this, I've got several loaves of bread in the oven to sell tomorrow. Figured since I'm going to be there I might as well make a couple extra bucks selling my own stuff.
Oh, Outside Kitty is doing well. He's even feeling good enough that he keeps trying to sneak outside, which I won't let him do. At least not for a while. In the mean time, he'll have to just suck it up and try to enjoy his convalescing while soaking up the warmth next to the wood stove. Thank you for all your good kitty vibes, I know it helped....both of us :)