Well you can't exactly call it full service catering, I guess. Claudia picked it up and served it herself. But, I did the cooking, and I got paid to do it--so it's catering.
Claudia called me that Sunday night and raved about the lasagna. She said that her guests loved it too. She asked me if I had a menu or business cards (which I did not), because her guests were asking about me and what else I would make. I just told her to give them my number. Since then, I have had a couple of jobs. One, I did last weekend, and this weekend, I have another.
I've worked out a small menu--some trays and some desserts. I didn't even know what to call the business, so I just called it "Victoria's Catering" for now. I ordered cards and they should be coming soon.
I could not sleep that first Sunday night because my mind was racing. I was so nervous/excited/frightened about where this could lead. Now, I'm just excited and proud of myself. This is the first thing that is truly mine, and it is so satisfying to have money in pocket that I earned through my own effort. It has been such a long time since I have been able to say that. I'm changing for the better, and I like this woman.
P, as expected, is not as excited as I would have hoped. Among other things, he says that it is not worth it to do all this work for a small amount of money. I don't agree. It doesn't take away from my time with Derek, or anything else that is important. I enjoy it, and that is what matters. This is for me.
I don't know what it is with him. Maybe he doesn't want me to have something of my own, or he doesn't want me to be happy.
Anyway, I could really care less what he thinks ;)
