Still so busy with work. That's a good thing for me. I feel a little bad for Paul tho, because he is getting behind in things. I'm not taking on that tho. All I can do is do my best, and I am. The house we are working on is still in a mess. The lady that moved in has all her stuff all over the place. I'm not sure where they are sleeping, because the beds can't even be set up. She has a real good attitude tho, but that will wear off soon. This kind of thing is very stressfull after abit when you can't find anything. I have most of the bedrooms done now, but we need to do the floors. Kind of neat in some ways for me because Paul can't get anyone else to do stuff, so yesterday he was showing me how to do the floors. Pretty easy actually. I really like learning things like this too. When the other guy moved out we piled all the stuff where Paul said to. The city authority came by yesterday tho when I was there, and told me I had to move it off the road. It was a huge pile. Matresses, spring frames and clothes, and all wet from the rain. The guy asked me for my name, but I figured no way your getting my name. You can be fined $250.00 for doing that, and Paul doesn't pay me enough for that, so I gave them Paul's name. He's an Indian from India so the guy looked at me funny but didn't ask anything else. The lady that is renting the house laughed, and told Paul after. Paul laughed about it to, and said something about me being real loyal. I told him you have to pay extra for that. The painting is going good, but Paul doesn't get me the stuff I need to finish the job. Lots of the walls have graffiti marker writtings on them, and they show through after I finish, but I just keep going now. I've told him, so it's not my problem. We can always go over them after, and touch them up. At least the biggest part of the work is getting done. Paul told me the other lady at the other house that we started a couple of weeks ago is moving in Friday. I think she's going to be pissed, because hardley anything is done. There's no floors yet. I don't know how Paul can live like this, but I'm glad it's him and not me. I would be freaking with the stress it would cause me, but then I wouldn't allow myself to get into it in the first place. I had my own bussiness before, but I never took on so much that I would get in that spot. I was good at timing the jobs and allowed room for things. These guys are nuts, but at least it's not my problem. I used to have a problem of taking on all the problems of the world, but I learned to not do that now. Just do my job the best I can. I do feel good tho that Paul needs me so much. Thats really reasuring, and there is definetly no shortage of work. Last night I worked from about 9:30 in the morning until ten at night. Could have easily worked longer, but the people have to sleep. Anyway, working longer isn't always good. I used to do that before, but it burns you out. A friend of mine and me used to paint all night to finish a house, but I found that doing that took me about three days after to recooperate, so it's not worth it. There's always going to be things to do tomorow, and I'm not God. Even he needed rest. Thank you so much Lord for all your doing.