I worked at the assembly machine yesterday. It was hard work. I'm not very strong, and it's hard to push big heavy blocks of concrete into a machine. Then I had to help Mike's aunt cut insulation to the right size. That was annoying too. I got glass in my eyes and in my lungs and in my skin. And in my mouth. Ick. So I get a break and then on Thursday I get to do it again. And then Mike's going to another trade show. How annoying. The next three weekends are filled for him... and the third one is my birthday! He won't be here for me to turn 21. I'm not too happy about that.