Morning all. I hope everyone had a fantastic weekend. Personally, I could have used an extra day, but over all, not too bad. And I think i am starting to adjust to this getting up in the dark. The trick is to move my alarm clock to the opposed end of the night stand so I have to actually get out of bed to turn it off. By the time I get out of bed, I’m sort of awake and it seems pointless to press the snooze button. Hopefully that works for the rest of October. So awake now with coffee brewing in the back, let’s jump into the morning prompt. Ready? then off we go.
I think this is an interesting set up. There are some things I will have to rework, because I didn’t quite know where it was going in the beginning, but I do now. So once done I will add a few more sentences to mentally hold my place before jumping into the rest of my day. But this was a great way to start the week.
Monday, October 2nd: The drawers were all empty.
The drawers were all empty. I didn’t know why this surprised me. No one was here and it was made in readiness for me. ‘Sort of,’ I thought.
When I agreed to come out here everyone seemed so excited. I would finally be joining them and I would see what the site had to offer. In theory I liked the idea. Small cabins large enough to hold a small bedroom and one bath for people to rent. Each little cabin was it’s own thing. There were small groups so that parents and children could have their own cabins but still be close to each other. Other cabins were separated more, strips of thick evergreens making each little cabin seem as though it was it’s own little cabin in the woods instead of something in a campground.
The Cabins were stretched all over the property, or at least that is what I had been told. There was surprisingly little information, considering how much I invested. In truth I didn’t see the problem investing in the property, it was just the family I was not interested in partnering with. Any project I did with them did not go well. This project I thought would be fine as all I had to do was sign checks and let them run it.
I was supposed to be getting a return on my investment starting this year. This far there had been no pay back and the year was very quickly running out. I would have been content to let it go and not pressure them about the percentages owed. The money I worked hard for, but as long as they owed me the money and weren’t ready to talk about repayment, they didn’t bring up any more schemes. They knew they had to finish out this one first before I would be willing to even listen to a new idea.
I suspected I wasn’t getting the money back and in my own mind I more or less wrote it off. Not demanding accountability and updates meant I could keep them and their grand plans at bay just a little longer. But there were some rumors. Rumors I felt compelled to check out. When I asked after them I was invited here. I expected a grand show. Their version of wining and dining.
Thee was instead polite front desk person at the main check in location. She presented me with my keys and a map and sent me to get settled. I expected some sort of announcement, maybe even a gift basket or something welcoming to be waiting for me. Instead there was a bare desk for me if I wished to work, A television mounted to the wall and a large bed taking up most of the floor space. The bed had not even been made. The sheets were folded and stacked in one pile and the blankets that went over them stacked in another pile. As I knew it would get cold at night I was pleased to see the blankets but surprised to find I was expected to make my one bed.
‘Maybe someone thinks it is the rustic part of the rustic luxury,’ I thought. I let go of my suitcase handle and pulled my cell phone from my coat pocket. I snapped a picture of the folded sheets. I knew a visual may be needed when I sat down with the others.
Ten til Midnight 