Summer Job

I started my summer job on Wednesday. I have been wiped out. Painting is tough, yo! I caulked all day yesterday and last night my hands were swollen and red. Yikes.  

I did make myself ride the bicycle Wed. and Th. for a while. I got hit on by two 6-7 year olds. Pretty funny. It went something like this (said with a slight southern lisp)"Hey gu-u-u-r-r-r-l-l-l, he thinks you're ho-o-ot. Hey, he thinks you're sassy too!" Hahahhaa. The next time around the block they told me I was fast and asked me to race. I told them that I thought that would be unfair, but they insisted. I let them win. 

My hands are tired. My back is weary. I have paint on my knee. How'd that get there?