So I’ve got a paying gig making arsenic caps, which ought to be done Friday or even tomorrow if I push. That’s about $150 in my pocket but it’s already spent because I’m running out of glaucoma goop. So that’s cool, that’s back to zero which is good. But above zero is better, y’know? 🙂
And then I get a phone call from a neighbor who says a letter for me landed in their P O Box. I go over to get it and it’s what I hope it is, a contract from Backwoods Home promising to send money for an article they accepted. And now I’m right with the world, because that’s pretty much found money. I almost never submit articles for pay.
And I drove home, try to get out of the Jeep, and the latch handle breaks off the inside of the door.
Yeah, pretty much have to have one of those. Shite. Getting it off is a bigger deal than I hoped, it’ll probably cost more to get the tools to do it properly than it will to have the shop in town fix it. Sigh – what do you want to bet it’ll cost roughly what the magazine is sending me?
Why not just take the door off and drive without it? My little brother did that for a year or so at one point.
Dogs.
Figured that might be an issue:-(.
It has been my experience that When Things Break, it USUALLY costs slightly more to fix than I can afford. Which means I have to decide what “needful things” I can live without for awhile.
Did I say “usually”? Yes, I did. The exception to the rule is that when I can afford to have “it” fixed, it never works as well as it did just before it broke.
Cheer up, Brother! Everything that happens in life is Blog-Fodder.
And Backwoods Home article fodder. And book fodder. Go Joel!!!! Make those keyboard keys dance!!!
Tomorrow is payday for lots of folks, Joel, yesterday for some. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if you already have some help on your way (no, I haven’t–I just know a bit about your readers). For a cranky old desert hermit, folks pay attention to you. Guess it’s a good thing you’re a literate, entertaining cranky old desert hermit.