Every night I think "I WILL BLOG TONIGHT!" and then I get all lazy and brain dead and I don't do it. But, tonight's the night!
So, we bought a business. We bought the route that the Breadman has run every day for the past five years. It's a weird thing, but that's how most chip, bread, cracker and cookie businesses are run now. You buy your route and the company pays you a percent (higher than as when you're an employee). There are expenses like a route payment, a big box truck truck payment, insurance and other things. But, the company takes all of that out of your end before you get it, so you are paying, it, but not having to actually "pay" it. He has a big territory and the possibility of building it up even more, so that is great. Hopefully, we can pay someone to do part of the work within a year so he can have some structured time off. He works from 2 am until 5 pm most of the time and no days off either.
With this comes lots of paperwork, record keeping, planning and thinking and guess who that falls to - lil ole me. UGH. Just when I think I can't handle one more thing - BOOM - business licenses and taxes and leasing a truck and getting a million dollars insurance coverage and blah, blah, blah becomes part of my life. My brain is still full of hospital terms and electrical terms from the past four months. MY BRAIN IS FULL.
His route is through Saralee. That is really strange for me, because that is the thing of childhood taunts and jr. high sexual taunts. My name is Shara Lee -I dropped the Lee when I was about 9 or so. But, I got plenty of Muffin jokes and Cake jokes and on and on. "Nobody doesn't like SaraLee" became "Nobody likes SharaLee!" So, here sits this big truck with my nemesis on it. UGH.
His route is through Saralee. That is really strange for me, because that is the thing of childhood taunts and jr. high sexual taunts. My name is Shara Lee -I dropped the Lee when I was about 9 or so. But, I got plenty of Muffin jokes and Cake jokes and on and on. "Nobody doesn't like SaraLee" became "Nobody likes SharaLee!" So, here sits this big truck with my nemesis on it. UGH.
Here's one little good thing for ME - I can use the bread truck to haul my crap-ola to my junk shows. Yippee. No more rentals, so more $$ to keep. So, that will be nice.
Speaking of which, the Junk Ranch is coming fast. Hard to think that June 8 is only 52 days away. I have done NOTHING to prepare other than drag home junk to sell. Time to get hopping on the fixing up, making and pricing. I bought a new fancy tent with some of my casino winnings, so I am excited to use that. It has walls, half walls, a door and all sorts of different ways to set it up. It's 10 x 10 (my old one was 8 x 8 and that was awkward in a 10 x 10 space) and it's........PINK! Like Pepto Bismol PINK. My favorite! Here it is if you want to see it: tent
For some reason or another, my icloud account no longer reads my iphone, so I have NO access to any of my photos. That's half the reason I haven't blogged. A post without photos is just BORING. I need to try and figure that out, but my brain is full to the very tippy top. Someday, hopefully. If you don't already follow me on Instagram, please do - I post some of my better and fun finds on there almost daily. I have a lot of IG followers, but I will always love the long time blog readers most.
I AM TALKING TO YOU!
I'll be back. Just like Arnold. Pinky swear!
I'll be back. Just like Arnold. Pinky swear!