This month is finally almost over, thank God. I think I will always dread the month of October.
I’m averaging about one new client a week with the business, which is pretty cool. Not really doing any high-speed advertising, just handing out business cards and putting up flyers around town. I did go to the air force base to get on their cleaners’ list, and low and behold, I got a call for a move-out clean the next day! It was then that I realized that I kinda forgot to go to the Housing office to find out what they expect from cleaners. Fortunately, I was able to put off my estimate with the gal until Monday afternoon, giving me plenty of time to get to Housing and talk to some folks.
I went and did an estimate on this guys house yesterday. Typical Alaskan crap hole to live in; not sure why he wants a cleaner. Took less than a minute to ‘tour’ his house. I gave him my weekly price, at which point he asks, “So, do you know Karen D?” Nope, sure don’t, I told him. He was like, huh, well she says she knows all the cleaners in the area. Like that’s a really important factor in my world. Quite obviously, she doesn’t know all the cleaners in town, since we don’t know each other. Apparently, this was pretty important to him, though, as I never got the call yesterday to clean for him. I think it’s ok, though; he kinda creeped me out anyway. That’s one of the vulnerabilities with this job; you’re going into stangers’ houses to clean for them, and pretty much anything could happen. I have a very good gut instinct that I rely on when I meet a prospective client.
We’ve been doing a bit of cold lately; getting down below zero at night. Cabin seems to be doing ok with staying warm. First winter and all, I’m a bit worried as to how well it will do in winter. Other than covering the pipes and wellhead, I really didn’t do much in the winterizing department, and of course, it’s a bit late to do much now other than hope and pray that nothing breaks or freezes.
I’ve been feeling lonely lately. Prolly has a lot to do with it being winter. Being alone in winter is a drag. I actually went to a couple of those online dating things the other night to look around. Then again, I seem to still be hanging on to J and what we had, so I’m prolly not ready for anything yet. I suppose I could start hanging out in bars again, but I really don’t want to. All I’m doing with the bar scene is playing darts once a week, and I’m seriously considering giving even that up. On the other hand, if I do, then I’ll have no avenue to get out the door, and at least this gets me out once a week and socializing with adult(?) humans, instead of hanging out with the cats and dog all the time. I’ve never been such a homebody before, but this place feels so comfortable, most of the time I don’t want to leave. Strange to feel that way; I’ve never experienced it before in my life. Always, the place I lived was somewhere to crash; life was lived elsewhere. Not so this time.
So, I guess I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing, and not worry about whether or not there’s someone out there. If there is, I guess he’ll just have to come up and knock on the door, cause this whole dating thing is just too confusing at this point.
