Corey....work all weekend....not so nice. Me no likey.
My dear, hard-working man had
We are down to the final stretch. Actually, Corey was done with his assigned banks last week, on Wednesday. He was supposed to find someone to work with him and he tried, he really did. He had a friend with him for a few days one week and a different friend this last Saturday. But, other than that, he has been working alone. There are three other crews also working the same job and have been assigned other banks here in the same state. Crews, as in more than one person. Corey, working mostly by himself, has done half the banks. He is a machine. He just has amazing work ethic and just goes and goes and goes.
He told them he would be willing to do three more. They
So...although, I thought I was going to have my partner in crime back in action here at the home front, I did not. He worked all weekend long. Leaving me flying solo...again. Not fun. There is nothing more depressing than knowing that you have just enough stamina to reach the finish line and then you look up and find out that the finish line has been moved.
By Monday, I was
So, I concocted a plan. In hindsight, not a good plan, but a plan, never the less. I loaded up all nine of the kids in the great white beast, flipped down the TV's and off we headed to the outlet mall.
We, along with everyone else in the
Luckily, my knight in shining armor rescued me. He wrapped it up for the day, came and
Don't worry, I played nice. I didn't even buy any shoes...