Thursday is Market Day
But, I now digress. I have the basement tenant from hell. He has a job but has not moved his household to this city yet so is only here Monday - Thursday nights. Perfect! He works long hours and showers at work or the gym and doesn't get home until late. Perfect!! He doesn't watch tv or eat here. Perfect!!!
So what has this got to do with 'Thursday is Market Day' or that he is the tenant from hell? Well, it turns out that my tenant changed his tune after moving in. He showers here every day or sometimes twice a day. I came home one Monday afternoon and he was already home and in bed. I guess the leaving early and coming home late is an occasional routine rather than the norm.
He asked if he could bring a television for his bedroom so he could watch the NHL playoffs in bed. How was I to know that he would rip out all my nicely Shaw-installed cables and take my digital box so I was left without any television service? Every week is a new adventure.
But the proverbial icing on the cake was when I checked on my milk chocolate bars in my cold room. I check on them to see if they have sugar bloom. I have plans to make Gourmet S'More Kits for the Farmers' Market. The labels and packaging are already prepared. So this is where the market comes in.... He ate all but two of my homemade organic milk chocolate bars! All my hard work was wasted on a person who would be just as happy with Cadbury's from the corner store. But, I guess that would mean getting out of my cozy basement and getting in his car and p-a-y-i-n-g for his treat.
That is only the first of a list of the tasty treats he stole from my pantry and freezer. Needless to say, I evicted him.
Last Saturday was my first day at the Farmers' Market for the season and a good day it was! My regular clients came looking for cheddar crisps (buddy ate 3 packages of them) of which I had only one package to sell, my homemade graham crackers and my spanakopita. I had a large variety of products and the strategy worked. It will be a good year!
Back to the Monday, Tuesday, routine thing. There was a time when we had a regimen. We had a routine and chores were done with regularity. I remember those days and remember all those wonderful tea towels that my mother embroidered with the cute sayings.
I sell bread, baking and such at the Farmers' Market and today I took delivery of my flour order. It is so nice to go into my pantry and smell that fresh grain aroma. I am so glad to be excited about getting back to the market. When the season ended last year I was so exhausted and I wondered if I would want to return this spring.
Follow my 5 week journey recreating the weekly schedule of women in days past:
Monday is Washing Day
Tuesday is Ironing Day
Wednesday is Sewing Day