Took Stalin for a quick walk through the trailer park just a bit ago.  Then I took him back outside and let him sit in the Sun with me until he started to get hot.  Doing whatever to show everybody I'm trying to put forth effort.  The two jobs has only been a week and every scary thing the Wife said is coming true.  I'm fucking burnt out a whole lot more than I thought I would be.  This has to be because of the level of intensity is so much higher at Jake's than it is at the diner. I can't believe I keep referring to the Truckstop as a diner. The Wife made the most amazing dinner for herself last night and I had a little of one of it's elements.  She really is starting to hang out in the kitchen, word. Regardless the two tools of trade I bought don't seem to be hot.  I'm going to have to get something else to replace the big one, which is actually a painters knife.  Definitely has increased my speed a bit tho in regards to keeping that fucking grill clean. It won't be long and I'll be on my way in a little bit here for Jake's. I really need to sit down and figure out what days I can honestly work at the diner.