Air Station.

Wednesday I got up at a decent time *insert shocked look here* and went over to my neighbor's to talk to him. He owns a saw mill and had told Dad the week before that he would have me help make pallets if I was home. So I decided to take him up on the offer. He told me to be back at 2 for work. I came back home and cuddled with Justin for a bit and then we had lunch and played a game of Jeopardy before I headed to work.

I worked nailing pallets together for a couple hours before we quit for the day. I. HATE. IT. The gun is heavy, I spend the entire time bent over and I failed straight lines in school. lol. Oh well. When I got home Justin and I hung out and played video games and watched tv for a while. My back started hurting mid evening. Oh no.

Then we went to the fire hall. I had to run the air station for its weekly maintenance. Dad tagged along this time to make sure I did it all right and didn't have any questions. I did fine. So next week I am on my own. :) I'm rather proud that it only took me two weeks to get it all right, considering when he first told me what I would have to do I was like "um say what?!" haha.

When we were done with the fire station we came home and had dinner and then played some cards with my parents. After that we went to bed.

Here are the pictures:

Day 157:

the air station that I stare at for 1/2 hour a week.

Day 157:

on my parents' porch.

♥ Sara

Random Fact of the Day:

Michael Jordan makes more money from Nike each year than all the Nike factory workers in Malaysia combined.

"Labor was the first price, the original purchase-money that was paid for all things. It was not by gold or by silver, but by labor, that all wealth of the world was originally purchased."-Adam Smith