Well, it's Friday. I woke up at 6 a.m. Once again the thermometer was shivering around the zero mark. Four mornings like this in one winter? Wow. I said, "Nobody is going to work an open-air market in this weather," dived back into bed, and pulled two knitted blankets up over my head.
About the time daylight appeared outside, the phone rang. "Are you going to market this morning? A few people will be there. I'm ready to leave the house," said a person who sometimes works flea markets for extra cash.
"Do you really think there'll be a market today?" I said, remembering that person has a part-time job, and guessing that person was free to go to market because it was far too cold to do that job. "Do you really want to drive on a day like this?"
"I'll not drive up that private road of yours, but I am going into Gate City," person said with determination.
So I allowed a reasonable amount of time for person to get out of per own private road, which is narrow, crooked, and on days like this one lined with black ice. I dressed, fed Samantha, and picked my way down my own road, giving thanks that I was seeing cat, deer, and rabbit tracks but not fresh hound puppy tracks; I had been worried about that hound puppy that had been out in the Deep Freeze. I walked toward Gate City, feeling the cold wind bite into my hands and face, and waiting for person to drive past.
Then I sat down in the cafe, facing the street, and waited for person to drive past.
Person did not drive past.
Person is not old or disabled, and has boots and Carhartt and all that, and was planning to drive through a neighborhood full of helpful rural neighbor-types...but I've spent the day distracting myself from imagining what's happened to person's truck and merchandise. I still don't know that person was not simply diverted by a need to help a neighbor in greater need.
A helpful local lurker funded two more blog posts (the informative kind, not the status-update kind), so three more are forthcoming and the cats and I have food for the weekend.
I'm still bewildered by a disconnect between the rhetoric and the acts of many "conservative" readers. They say they want to reward a Work Ethic. Well, as I mentioned on Twitter yesterday, any time anybody walks three miles in a single-digit Deep Freeze just to work, that's a Work Ethic...and a half! So where are the "conservative" readers' offers to fund things at this web site?
https://www.patreon.com/user?u=4923804
https://www.freelancer.com/u/PriscillaKing
https://www.guru.com/freelancers/priscilla-king
https://www.fiverr.com/priscillaking
https://www.iwriter.com/priscillaking
https://www.seoclerk.com/user/PriscillaKing
For an Amazon link...it's only a novel, and I've not read it, but the image seems appropriate:
Friday, January 19, 2018
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