The Job

Have heart Kim. Mark Twains autobiography is ready to be published one hundred years
after his death at his request.His notes for in the form of blogs. Mark Twaim was the original
blogger. I think his book is more about other people than himself and he didn't want anyone
that he offended to be around to read it.

Here it is Sunday evening. Ellen is in bed and I have the TV, the computer, etc all to
myself.

Daytime during the week I load trucks, unload trucks, fill boxes, empty boxes, sweep floors,
move pallets of material, cut down boxes, crush and bale cardboard, move the bales outside,
build items they need to make things keep on ticking, etc. Once a day I get a reprieve. I
get to take the truck to the post office to pick up the mail. When I get to the post office the
reprieve ends. Awaiting are boxes of material and kits that churches have send that weigh
anywhere from ten to fifty pounds to be loaded onto the truck, taken back to the depot,
unloaded, unpacked and placed in a large container to be processed. The process also
includes identifying the sender so we can send them a thank you.

We are situated between a state highway and a bayou. During the day the haighway
carries monster trucks loaded with sugar cane just harvested headed for the refinery.
During the night barges carry the refined sugar down the bayou to the rest of the world.

More later.