For the past almost two months, Cliff had been working 12 hours a day, 7 days a week straight. Not one day off.
A week ago last Friday that came to an end. That was good. It was WAY to much. The money was great, but the hours were killing Cliff and not doing me much good either.
On top of the overtime ending, Cliff got laid off. Not that big of a deal. He should go back to work soon. It is par for the course when you are a Union Laborer of any kind.
This Friday it will be two weeks that Cliff has been laid off.
Two weeks that we have all been home together. All the time.
The first day Cliff realized that maybe I did not have it as easy as he thought I did.
A couple days later he thought maybe I did not have it that bad.
He watches Westerns all the time. He does not want to watch American Idol. The VIEW is not for him.
I'm going a little stir crazy. I want the Union Hall to call.
Yesterday we went to
Effingham. I got some hangers to try to display some of my purses. I showed Cliff where I wanted them and went to feed Harrison. When I was finished he showed me what he had done.......................................
He had even hung up all the purses and displayed them on the bench.
Pretty nice huh???
I did this with an old trunk...........................
So after that, I felt like maybe it was not so bad having Cliff here all the time.
A few hours later he asked why I did not drink more water. I told him I had not even had ONE diet coke ALL day!! He pointed out that I had one in the car on the way to
Effingham (in my mind one is like negative five on the diet coke scale so it does not even count) and went on to say how I could be SO much healthier if I drank less tea and diet coke and more water. It's time for him to go back to work.