One direction
So a couple days ago I filled the kitchen sink with water to soak/wash the veggies I'd just purchased. A few minutes later I heard a dripping sound and opened the cupboard under the sink to discover water pouring everywhere. Nice. And of course, this would happen while Maclean is up north again. He just happened to be messaging me at that point, so I immediately told him what was occurring, to which he replied, "Oh yeah." OH YEAH?!?!?! He knew it was leaking and just forgot to do anything about it. Seriously?! He told me he'd fix it when he got home. In three weeks. Riiiiiiight, that sounds like an awesome plan. I told him that we rent, and therefore it's the landlord's responsibility. No response.
I put out a plea on Facebook and a friend said his brother would be willing to come by and check it out, in return for beer. Done. So this guy I've never met comes by today, and he does fix it, but he also dropped into conversation that he's on EI since he's currently in school, and that he doesn't actually even like beer so his brother will probably just drink it.. He asked if we own and when I told him we rent he seemed kind of pissed that the landlord wasn't taking care of it, as in paying him with actual money to be there on a Saturday. Sorry dude.
Small things, big problems. Oh well, it's fixed for now.
Last night Jade came over for supper, then we went down to Kelsi's to watch a movie. I brought Quinn with us, since she hates being home alone so much (even more than usual with Maclean gone) and I was curious to see how she'd react to Kelsi's two kitties. Turns out the answer to that was "Not so great." In the 6+ months we've had Quinn I've never once heard her hiss or even growl. Well that sure changed last night! She spent the entire three hour visit growling at Mavie, who's only a three month old kitten! And whenever Mavie got too close to her, Quinn would start hissing something fierce. Little brat! What is up with cats anyway??? She hates being alone and she likes being with her cousin Hydro, but this cute little kitten who would actually want to run around and play with her is somehow intimidating and scary?!
I kept Quinn on my lap for most of the movie, she seemed pretty happy to squeeze in as tightly as possible and keep up a low growl while in the safety of my arms. I've never seen her so excited to get in her carrier and she didn't make a peep on the way home! Oh kittens, how strange and hilarious and frustrating you are..
She's pretty much the best thing ever though, and I'm still ridiculously in love with her. She's such a good kitty, and soooooo soft and cute. She listens surprisingly well (for a cat) and I'm determined to teach her to fetch. She does cramp my freedom a bit though, as I'm having trouble finding a place for her to stay when we go to Vegas for a weekend in March.
Speaking of Vegas, Valentine's morning Maclean messaged me: "Good morning my beautiful, gorgeous, sexy lady! I'm paying for Vegas. Happy Valentine's Day! Oh, and I'll give you a pearl necklace when I get home.... ;-) Love you! Have a good day!" The Vegas thing is nice. Whenever I get upset that he's working out of town, he'll console me by telling me he's going to make a ton of money and then treat me to something special - which never actually happens. So taking care of the Vegas flights is cool. If only he would have left it at that, it might have almost been romantic..... Men, why do they always have to go THERE? Although he did make a little post on Facebook later, which was entirely out of character for him and actually was kind of romantic, so how much more can I ask for?
In other news, my beloved Wild Rose Brewery will be shutting down January 31, 2014. I've known for a couple of weeks now, and for the first few days I was really distraught. I LOVE Wild Rose. Love love love it, like I never thought I'd love a place of employment. It's perfect though. Unique, comfortable, exciting, close to home, it feels like a family, and I feel fulfilled working there. Amazing. But the city is rezoning the area we're in and is tearing down our building, so we have to go. It sucks. Change is hard, but it's particularly rough when something so damn near perfect has to be given up. We'll eventually have a new location, but it will be totally different from where we're at, it will be run differently, and I can't imagine being as satisfied there as I am here. The reason I love WR now is because it's unlike anywhere I've worked, and that will all be taken away. *sigh* But there's nothing I can do about it, so upwards and onwards is the only course of action, I suppose. I plan on appreciating every single day I have left of the next year at this location.
The other potentially problematic thing surrounding this announcement, is the fact that I just don't see our company finding a new location for us and getting it renovated and running all in a 12 month time frame. It's definitely do-able, but considering that all our time and money is currently being funneled into the new brewery location, it seems unlikely that there will be much leftover (right now) to put towards the restaurant. Which means there is a very good chance that come this time next year I will be unemployed. And then what? I absolutely DO NOT want to serve in any other restaurant ever again. If I had to I could, of course, but it would make me miserable beyond belief. So what the hell am I going to do?!
I figure my options include:
Take a hiatus and eat up my savings (and go traveling, obviously).
Find an office job.
Get preggo and let Maclean start supporting me.
Start my own company and try to make some $$ as an entrepreneur.
I've decided not to start panicking until sometime mid-summer, when I have a better idea of what may or may not be happening with the company.
Until then, I guess I'm heading in the right direction since I've committed to hosting a mini version of The Cookbook Project. My program will be a 5 week stint, comprising of Tuesday nights in April, where a half dozen people (or so), will come hang out in my kitchen and I'll teach them some stuff about food and eating and cooking and maybe even life. Yikes. I have a basic outline put together, and even two committed participants, but I have a lot of work to do getting together enough material to fill five - three hour classes. I also need to approach local farmers/markets to ask for food donations so that I can hold this class for free (for my pupils and myself). SCARY. Yeah, I know people do way bigger stuff than this all the time, and that it only takes a little effort and a tiny bit of guts, but it's way outside my comfort zone.. It'll feel good though, I know it will, and it's definitely a step in the right direction. Or any direction really.
I put out a plea on Facebook and a friend said his brother would be willing to come by and check it out, in return for beer. Done. So this guy I've never met comes by today, and he does fix it, but he also dropped into conversation that he's on EI since he's currently in school, and that he doesn't actually even like beer so his brother will probably just drink it.. He asked if we own and when I told him we rent he seemed kind of pissed that the landlord wasn't taking care of it, as in paying him with actual money to be there on a Saturday. Sorry dude.
Small things, big problems. Oh well, it's fixed for now.
Last night Jade came over for supper, then we went down to Kelsi's to watch a movie. I brought Quinn with us, since she hates being home alone so much (even more than usual with Maclean gone) and I was curious to see how she'd react to Kelsi's two kitties. Turns out the answer to that was "Not so great." In the 6+ months we've had Quinn I've never once heard her hiss or even growl. Well that sure changed last night! She spent the entire three hour visit growling at Mavie, who's only a three month old kitten! And whenever Mavie got too close to her, Quinn would start hissing something fierce. Little brat! What is up with cats anyway??? She hates being alone and she likes being with her cousin Hydro, but this cute little kitten who would actually want to run around and play with her is somehow intimidating and scary?!
I kept Quinn on my lap for most of the movie, she seemed pretty happy to squeeze in as tightly as possible and keep up a low growl while in the safety of my arms. I've never seen her so excited to get in her carrier and she didn't make a peep on the way home! Oh kittens, how strange and hilarious and frustrating you are..
She's pretty much the best thing ever though, and I'm still ridiculously in love with her. She's such a good kitty, and soooooo soft and cute. She listens surprisingly well (for a cat) and I'm determined to teach her to fetch. She does cramp my freedom a bit though, as I'm having trouble finding a place for her to stay when we go to Vegas for a weekend in March.
Speaking of Vegas, Valentine's morning Maclean messaged me: "Good morning my beautiful, gorgeous, sexy lady! I'm paying for Vegas. Happy Valentine's Day! Oh, and I'll give you a pearl necklace when I get home.... ;-) Love you! Have a good day!" The Vegas thing is nice. Whenever I get upset that he's working out of town, he'll console me by telling me he's going to make a ton of money and then treat me to something special - which never actually happens. So taking care of the Vegas flights is cool. If only he would have left it at that, it might have almost been romantic..... Men, why do they always have to go THERE? Although he did make a little post on Facebook later, which was entirely out of character for him and actually was kind of romantic, so how much more can I ask for?
In other news, my beloved Wild Rose Brewery will be shutting down January 31, 2014. I've known for a couple of weeks now, and for the first few days I was really distraught. I LOVE Wild Rose. Love love love it, like I never thought I'd love a place of employment. It's perfect though. Unique, comfortable, exciting, close to home, it feels like a family, and I feel fulfilled working there. Amazing. But the city is rezoning the area we're in and is tearing down our building, so we have to go. It sucks. Change is hard, but it's particularly rough when something so damn near perfect has to be given up. We'll eventually have a new location, but it will be totally different from where we're at, it will be run differently, and I can't imagine being as satisfied there as I am here. The reason I love WR now is because it's unlike anywhere I've worked, and that will all be taken away. *sigh* But there's nothing I can do about it, so upwards and onwards is the only course of action, I suppose. I plan on appreciating every single day I have left of the next year at this location.
The other potentially problematic thing surrounding this announcement, is the fact that I just don't see our company finding a new location for us and getting it renovated and running all in a 12 month time frame. It's definitely do-able, but considering that all our time and money is currently being funneled into the new brewery location, it seems unlikely that there will be much leftover (right now) to put towards the restaurant. Which means there is a very good chance that come this time next year I will be unemployed. And then what? I absolutely DO NOT want to serve in any other restaurant ever again. If I had to I could, of course, but it would make me miserable beyond belief. So what the hell am I going to do?!
I figure my options include:
Take a hiatus and eat up my savings (and go traveling, obviously).
Find an office job.
Get preggo and let Maclean start supporting me.
Start my own company and try to make some $$ as an entrepreneur.
I've decided not to start panicking until sometime mid-summer, when I have a better idea of what may or may not be happening with the company.
Until then, I guess I'm heading in the right direction since I've committed to hosting a mini version of The Cookbook Project. My program will be a 5 week stint, comprising of Tuesday nights in April, where a half dozen people (or so), will come hang out in my kitchen and I'll teach them some stuff about food and eating and cooking and maybe even life. Yikes. I have a basic outline put together, and even two committed participants, but I have a lot of work to do getting together enough material to fill five - three hour classes. I also need to approach local farmers/markets to ask for food donations so that I can hold this class for free (for my pupils and myself). SCARY. Yeah, I know people do way bigger stuff than this all the time, and that it only takes a little effort and a tiny bit of guts, but it's way outside my comfort zone.. It'll feel good though, I know it will, and it's definitely a step in the right direction. Or any direction really.