Joining the ranks of the unemployed, again …

I knew it was going to happen, I just didn’t know how or when: I am no longer employed by the farm.  I guess I can look at it this way: I needed to relieve my stress and darned if that didn’t happen in more ways that one.  The boss said four different customers e-mailed and called him to tell him of some offending post that tracked back to his FB page (huh????).  Right.  I know what happened: his “secretary” has been following my FB page, probably on his orders and when I posted the stress post, she immediately jumped on it.  She had to have immediately jumped on it because it wasn’t live for more than a few hours before I took it down.  It’s back up now.

It’s okay.   I know for sure that if something appears to be too good to be true, then it is.  That job was too good to be true.  After all, what small, local farm can afford to pay someone to sell their products, write their newsletter or update their FB page?  I know of none.  Really, it was quite quite perverse in a way.

What I was most upset about was missing the Farmer’s Market.  I talked to Wally about it and we kind of decided that we didn’t have enough product available to justify going to the Farmer’s Market on a weekly basis.  I put some feelers out to see about selling product for another farmer (just to have something to sell, not for a salary), but really, most farmers want to sell their own product.  It is something they grew, they had their hands on from day one until the day it was ready to be slaughtered or harvested and it was there’s to sell.  I understand that.  I wouldn’t want someone else to sell my products.

So, I put a call into the Charlotte Farmer’s Market.  That’s where the money is, but quite frankly, I felt perverse selling meat for such ridiculously high prices just because I could.  So I decided to call the Hickory Farmer’s Market.  No room at the inn there.  The manager suggested that I call the manager of the Conover Farmer’s Market so I did.  I’m so glad I did!  This is a 100 percent local Market.  No resellers allowed.  Charlotte has resellers up the yahoo and Hickory has them too.  I didn’t like the resellers at Charlotte.  In fact, in order to be approved to go to the Conover Market, the manager has to come to the farm.  I think that’s spectacular!  She’s coming this afternoon.  I’m so excited!

I don’t have much to sell, yet!  I have a few rabbits I can process this week and about 25 rabbits who will be ready to process in about three weeks.  I still have a few chickens to sell.  I am supposed to go to Morganton to pick up some Dark Cornish, White Rock and Red Ranger chicks Thursday evening.  If all goes well, I’ll have as many as 30 Dark Cornish chicks hatch in the incubator.  If I could get my butt in gear, I’d have vegetables to sell.

I still need a job and there’s some hope on that front.  I need to find a part-time office job that will pay me a decent salary.  We’ll see …

I just put my second attempt at sourdough bread in the oven.  The first time, I forgot to put salt in the recipe when I kneaded the dough so it didn’t rise correctly.  This time, it rose like it should.

It’s raining as I write this and the house is a disaster area.  I need to get my butt in gear and get it straightened out.  Employees are on their way to pick up the property that I have here.  Once it’s gone, I need to run through the house with a smudge stick to clear all bad energy.

Until later …

One Reply to “Joining the ranks of the unemployed, again …”

  1. It’s good about the Conover Farmers’ Market. Let me know how you like it because I’ve not been there yet.

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