The lads were by.

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Just picking up the trailer.  Hadn't gotten my email yet, either.  All good.

But heck and tarnation!  They looked like they just crawled out of a foxhole after a week of bombardment!  They have been working twelve or more hours a day for... the whole of the summer.  One of them has two or three other jobs, to fill in any holes.  Sometimes including spraying mosquitoes from 20:00 to 2:00?  Crazy.  Plus, has a wife.  Ugh.  The other is going to college fulltime.  During the the summer?  Ah, it's fall.  He is definitely back in class.

Those... long empty stares.  I... remember them fondly.  Liked them?  Paid the bills, brought some pride, made me feel like I was earning my pay and then some.  So, yea, I... did love them.  Miss them?  I have them from doing almost nothing, now.  But, they look like they have earned them, I rarely do... rarely can.

I tried not to keep them too long.  They wanted to apologize for not being over.  But I just couldn't accept that.  No, no apology needed.  I told them I would be asking them to do homework, when we get going.  I need to make a list of products and services I'd like to get going on the bike.  But, they would have to do some of the research and wrenching, if on my nickel.  

I also told them that I will require riding gear.  Boots, pants, jacket, and helmet.  The elder brother has a helmet, but it's... rough.  I'll help him get a better new helmet.  If he can help on a better one, cool.  If not, so be it.  Yes, I'm... pushy.  But only when I am right.  Gear.  Or don't ride.  We can fix the bike.  Not so much people, or quickly.

Still, always good to see the lads.  But I didn't want to keep them long.  They look absolutely bushed, and it is only Tuesday?  Ugh.  They have three more twelve to sixteen hour days, with family, school, and else thrown in there.  There are some young ones who are putting it on the line.  Say a little prayer for the hard working youth.  And, understand why I am willing to take a lot off the price of the house.  It's a trap, but... for a young couple?  It's only a matter of better, or worse, traps.  This... is a better trap.  Even if they lose some money, it will always (given conditions) be better than renting by... a vast amount.

Hmm...  Oh, I did make supper finally.  Burgers, with gouda and something else, slices.  I wasn't sure gourmet cheese would work in slices.  Not all do.  Munster doesn't, or doesn't go well with burgers.  But these?  These were very very good.  Some meals make me want to pray again, after the meal!  I just thank God while inhaling, in an unofficial way.  Usually.  Sometimes I'll go through the whole prayer again.

On to... something?  Nothing?  I'll... see.  Ah, did start the laundry, again.  And will shove that into the dryer tonight.  Then, start a load of whites, so as to bleach the balls off the ol' washer.  Ugh.  Dishes?  Freezertop?  Thawing meats?  Tomorrow.  Though, maybe a shower tonight?  Maybe.  Ugh.

Later, or goodnight.