Well Done

"I'm melting!"  The Wicked Witch of the West and I have a lot in common.  'Nuff said.

The Kid's mom sent a text asking if he could work here yesterday, and also if he could bring his brother.  Yes, definitely, to The Kid, but I didn't have enough cash on hand for two.  There were always a couple of bucks in the cookie jar when I was selling milk and eggs, but those days are long gone and I don't always remember to get extra funds when I cash a check.  However, when she drove up, two boys got out.  Kid explained they had discussed it and that I would pay only for him and he would split it with Brother.  Brother said he was good with that, and had brought a second weed whacker to use.  Well, I wasn't going to turn down a two-fer, and felt only a little guilt about accepting the offer.  I know from experience that a job goes much faster and is more pleasant when there's someone working alongside.

I put the boys to work, and I could hear them talking and laughing together as they cleared weeds from both sides of the driveway all the way down to the road.  They came up to the house once to refill their insulated water bottles and I had them sit for a short bit in the shade on the porch.  Kid is a bit of a soberside, but Brother is a talker.  They're both nice boys.  They asked about more work.  Hmmm.

They're coming to clean the barn this morning.  Early.  They didn't get started yesterday until almost 9 and it was already hot.  They worked in the sun for two hours and I was getting worried about them.  Under the metal roof, it is like a bake oven and I don't want them getting heat stroke.  That means I've got to get the girls fed and outside by 6:30 today when the boys are due.

The fellas did a good job.  Me, I'm just well done.