all of the changes that have happened in the last year or so have gotten me wishing i could set up a stand in my front yard selling kombucha, eggs, mealworms (they work for fishing, too!) and knitted goods.
we could start a little llc, eventually peddling (literally—we’d transport everything by bike) our wares at the farmer’s market.
then, reality sets in. it’s not sustainable year-round, so i’d have to keep some sort of job. we’d not be insured if i wasn’t working full time and cobra costs a lot. i still have enough bills and debt that require me to stay where i am for a little while longer.
maybe some day.
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