Rain Again

Rain, Rain!
Go Away!
Come again another day!

The beep of the cell phone beckoned from the hall closet while I was torturing Arvin with a mutual session with the diabolical Jillian Michaels. After we survived our workout where one moment Jillian was telling us that we should "really be feeling alive" and the next moment she said that we "should be begging for death", Arvin limped over and checked his voice mail where he learned that another night's work has been canceled due to rain. I wondered if construction workers are made of sugar and Arvin gave me a mercifully and uncharacteristically brief lesson on the fine line between being able to work in the rain and not being able to work in the rain. Needless to say, he'd prefer to at least get some work in because putting it off now only means longer days in the future to make up for it, but deciding to be optimistic he said he is happy to be home with us.

Folks have asked how Arvin is adjusting to this new schedule and the best we can so far, is we don't really know yet. :)

Jillian must not have been very hard on the Arvinator, because he talked about taking the dogs out for a run later. Funny! I'm off to lay in the fetal position...