There’s this folk festival put on by the church that Sara and I got married at and I’m debating on whether or not to play in it. They don’t use microphones, so I wouldn’t sing as I can’t project my voice to save my life, however I could play some of my original instrumental pieces there. They aren’t really folk music, but then again half of the people who play there don’t play folk.
Willow’s Folk Festival is an annual weekend long event to raise money for this little, and believe me when I say little, church in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Willow is, well, a group of 5 old farm houses right next to each other with a church on the end of the row. It’s in the middle of the sticks, approximately 15 minutes from the nearest “town” consisting of 96 people and 48 dogs as the population sign states. People show up to the festival from everywhere, some even traveling from clear across the country to be apart of this deal, however I’m pretty sure that the only reason for that is because it’s been going on for over 50 years and therefore probably became a family tradition still kept up after those families moved away. I say that because most people outside of 30 miles away don’t even know about the festival, given it’s location. People come and camp out in the cow pasture across the old country road from the church and 90 percent of them are dressed in full hippy garb, especially the teenagers.
Anyway, I’ve worked at the festival for quite a number of years, mainly to keep from paying the $5 price of admission, but have never played there before. I guess the main reason is because everyone plays their own songs and very few people will ever play by themselves. I’ve also never played my songs in front of anyone else in public. It’s a little nerve-racking and therefore much deliberation is being used in this decision-making process.
So tonight I sit and play my guitar, working on the 2 or 3 songs I might play should I have the gumption to get up and share my thoughts and pieces with the hippies in the sticks of Willow……
Some would call me a workaholic and only a couple have called me lazy (those people don’t know me very well, lol) but I can’t sit still without falling asleep. Seriously! If I sit down in front of the T.V. its lights out for me. I like to watch movies, but it takes me several weeks to get through them most of the time. I really can’t just sit. I HAVE to be doing something. Writing, fishing, or other stationary hobbies are nice because they slow me down and I can rest while keeping my mind active.
I love working. It gives me such satisfaction to accomplish something and even more so if I can learn something at the same time. I love doing something new and learning something that I’ve never known before. One of my side jobs that I work on is for a co-working of mine. He’s a landlord of several very large properties in town here and he’s always needing help working on something. I’ve helped him do many different construction project in numerous apartments he owns, but most of the time I find myself in charge of the demo and cleanup crew. Getting the old junk out-of-the-way to make room for the new is always satisfying, especially when I get more than just the hourly cash wage! I honestly love doing apartment clean-outs. People move out and leave so much junk. Most of it is destroyed or just plain nasty but you can find quite a few things that are really worth something and the best part is I can either keep it or sell it. Right now I’m trying to move a Grandmother Clock that I managed to snag out of one of the clean-outs I did. Trying to sell it and get a little extra cash for it. It’s about 5′ 4″ tall, it’s got a 3 weight-driven movement, and of course, a pendulum. I’m only asking $300 for it as it needs a small part replaced. I had a friend stop over to look at it for me. She works as a clock and watch specialist for a jewelry store and she said it was going to cost about $100 to get it fixed but otherwise it’s in great condition and if it was fully working it’s worth about $600, so my price, as is, is a steal. The best part is, I didn’t pay for it! If I’m not acquiring something to use or sell, I’m tearing out scrap metal to turn in for a little extra cash. There’s nothing like making money 2 or even 3 ways at a time. If I could keep that going on a regular basis I would quite my job in a heartbeat, but alas, tis impossible right now.
I also work on computers for other people outside of work. That’s where the money’s at. I average $80 per hour doing that and without the overhead of a store front and unless I need something special to take care of the job, it’s all profit. I really need to get more of those jobs as a regular stream of income. Plus, the challenge of the different issues that keep arising in repairing computers is always fun to figure out.
For my regular day-to-day job I work as I computer technician for John Deere. I told that to someone I just recently have started to develop a friendship with and I have to say that her response made me laugh pretty hard. “John Deere? As in tractors?” Yes, John Deere as in tractors. (Thanks for making me smile with that one. You know who you are!) It’s a pretty sweet gig and like I’ve mentioned in previous posts, for a guy with no college and no formal training or previous tech positions before this one, I had to work really hard to get this job. It’s a very large operation where I’m at and it keeps me constantly busy working on anything and everything. I really love it.
That’s just a little more about me. Thought I would throw that out there for the masses.
Ok, so I was looking around and found a new blog that touched my heart so deeply I not only put a link on my Additional Reading sidebar (Thekeyinthedarkness), but I had to make quick mention of it.