I’m Cold

It’s 5:54 a.m. Saturday November the 22nd and I’m bout to freeze my ass off. I’ll warm up by noon when the temp reaches a nice 40 degrees, but right now it 24 degrees and I just got up to pee and realized the alarm was gonna sound in six minutes so I went ahead and made my coffee. It’s the only day of the week I have to do this and I don’t have to do it if I don’t want to. But Mr. Big Brain signed on to do a few markets at the end of the season and here I am. I also made an appointment to meet a client at the market today so I must go. But I got to tell ya I don’t wanna go out, it’s cold and I got an electric blanket on the bed. Damn, Damn, Damn. Why do I do this to myself?

I have not been selling a lot at this market, which is a new market for me this year. I mostly take art, just a few small pieces of furniture, but not many sells. So I decided I would build a bed, a big queen size using some old front porch post someone left in my truck one night. True that. One morning I go out to my truck and there are two nice old front porch post in the bed of my truck. Some nice ol’ soul knew I could use them, and I did and if I’m lucky and don’t freeze to death I may just sell that bed today. I will let you know how it goes and post a photo of the bed next week. Stay warm.