Joe Carr starts his weekend with a game of soccer, which leads to almost immediate fatigue and a nap at 11 am. Seriously, these hobby items drain so much energy, it’s not even funny.
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The next morning, the bathtub breaks. Joe is thrilled.
Bills (I need to stop taking pictures of that) and phone faces.
But he makes sure that he still finds time to do something he really cares about and that makes him feel better- he’s getting pretty good at kicking a ball into an empty goal… maybe he should find someone to play with?
The rest of the day is pretty boring and he feels a bit stuck in a rut, though. Working, taking a bath to get rid of all that sweat and leafs stuck to his body, skilling (he does want to get rid of that job one day, remember?) and heading to bed early because gardening all day is freaking exhausting. And all that for a meagre salary…
Jesus Christ, my Middleground posts are pretty depressive.
Joe Carr works out before his shift as a gardener starts. He has quickly realised that being in shape makes the job a lot easier. That and he’s a big sports fan.
In case you wondered, she didn’t stay the night. Still, Joe is somewhat content. He managed to get over Sandy pretty quick and his job perspectives may look bleak, but he is a real skipjack: he may tumble, but he’ll never be knocked down.
Joe spends a pleasant evening with Christy.
After a long day of trimming hedges, weeding and filling in holes (Remington didn’t lie when he said they were ‘desperate’ for a gardener), Joe comes home dirty and exhausted. After fixing himself, he invites someone over to keep him company.
*angry grumble noises*
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