Vent time.
For the past several years, I have been a turkey hunting guide for a local outfitter. Every year, I'd take the same people out, and I'd get to know them, even become friends with them. I've taken out this little girl and her dad for the past five years, and she has become almost like an annoying little sister to me, and her dad a valuable friend in the railroading world. I've taken this one Oklahomian out for the past two years, and I even bought his TV camera (works great!). I've taken out Floridians, Nebraskians, Canadians, and ACK! New Yorkers. I've hunted with basketball players (high school) a CW reenactor, and even U.S. Combat troops. One was a 20 something combat army medic (she was cool, and she knows how to cook spare ribs better than my dad - don't tell him that) and another was a guy who served in Afghanistan and knew every cuss word in the book, and was a great story teller. I've even hunted with railroad engineers and conductors.
Well because of this Corona virus, nobody at all is coming this year. I'd make close to $1,000 every spring guiding, mowing, repairing, etc. Now I'll just have to mow and repair. This place was the only place I'd ever talk to people voluntarily. It was actually kinda therapeutic. Oh well.