This is … almost, but not quite, sorta-not, not even … funny.

Sigh.

So it’s raining (again) and while rain is almost always welcome, not so much right in the now.

Face-tatted, poo-flinging monkey person is still on site, claiming rain will delay even further, and constantly looking/asking/begging for cash … “Can’t finish without … just need a few more … almost done, only this much …”

Whelp, Half got involved, and Half is not pleased.

Had to tell Half that immediate-family funds were now requested/required to complete work on the home of Elder.  Tried to keep Half out of it – completely, entirely, and without question – but men plan … and GOD laughs and laughs and laughs … {1 Samuel 2:7}

Anyhoo, there was an exchange of words, and recriminations, and tone, … and … and … and.

BUT, but … all is/was apparently not lost … now that Half is involved, the money train has come to an abrupt, screeching, crashing halt.

The face-tatted, poo-flinging monkey ballsack will now have to finish this … project? … with what has been … extracted? extorted? … thus far.

Half is a much better negotiator than other half. 

Half tends to distrust first, ask questions maybe.

Other half?  “Oh, everyone deserves a chance.”  Until they don’t.

Whelp, all chances ended at this point.

Still trash all over the property which is “supposed” to be cleaned up this weekend /
Still have holes in the ceilings that are “supposed” to be repaired this weekend /
Still have a flayed house-face that is “supposed” to be restored this weekend /
with the Elder house returned to a state of normalcy, integrity and habitability.

We shall see.