Seven hours' credit

I did eight hours of work and spent a dollar, so I've got seven dollars of merchandise waiting for me to choose it at the store. Actually, I've got lots more than that set aside, but the thing is as long as it's set aside, I don't really need to take it home. So I can wait til I've earned it. See how I am?

James has turned the downstairs into a Computer Lab and has been playing at Mad Scientist. One moment he complains, next moment he's drooling over the merchandise.

I really hope Cindy doesn't undo all our work when she comes in on Tuesday. We really rearranged the front room a LOT, moving the cash register and rehanging the crucifix so it's a)safer and b)more prominent than it was when she had the concessions stand door open. I'll get a picture of it for you tomorrow. (Yes, we're going in again tomorrow, and yes, I want to. The more we get done, the less Cindy will be able to wreck.) Tonight, Donna, Molly and I stayed quite late and the clothes room has been transformed into something you can actually walk through and find things in. It's amazering. I'll leave you with a picture of it.