They moved through the fair ...
So Julie and I were so busy waiting on customers that we didn't get to the usual pre-closing shit until after closing, which got us out of there at 12:30. At least we'll be paid for it, but if I am going to be working there next summer I am glad that the fair comes but once a year. I thought the entire Schuylerville Little League stopping in for ice cream all at once was a bitch; Saturday night of fair week is a Great Dane/wolf hybrid bitch with a litter of 12 puppies!
I will definitely be staying on the payroll through the winter, with who knows what happening in the summer. I need to find new housing and actually -- dum dum DAHHHH -- pay rent, so I can use the extra money. And StewBoss has no problem with my working two days a month, and both those days being Fridays, and hours being daytime, so it won't interfere with my weekends.
Monday I will be checking out a 2BR first-floor flat in beautiful downtown Schuylerville, downstairs from where Julie lives (but won't be for long). The price is right (just a teensy bit over the recommended 25 percent of monthly take-home pay), the location rocks and the landlord has no problem with the three cats.
Body and brain are fried, so not much more to say tonight. I'll be back.