Not much to report today. I took a two-mile walk and applied for more jobs. One of them was 200 miles away.
It was a temporary position — temporary meaning “only lasts 10 months” — as a stall attendant at a horse farm just outside of Lexington, Kentucky. Derby country.
They didn’t require any kind of experience (a vet can shovel poop as well as a drop out can, I guess). We had horses when I was a kid, though, so I’m at least accustom to them. Plus, they offer free housing for workers who can’t commute.
It seems like it could be fun in a nearly year-long summer camp for adults sort of way. I’d just have to get someone to watch my cat.
