“Are you really going to be okay here?” Lucettia asked for the ninth time. “Do you want me to stay here so you can have a company?”
I pushed her a bit. It’s already ten thirty in the evening and we just finish having our dinner. All the work we needed to finish were done and we also finished finalizing the details of each designs for our collections.
We worked for more than eight hours and the only break we had was when we’re eating or when we’re going to the bathroom. I’m tired but I feel accomplished. Who would not? I finished the workload and even the work that was scheduled to be done by tomorrow. And that surpassed my expiation. I did more than I expected.
Lucettia, Kiefer and I, all of us were tired. Well, exhausted is the right term, maybe. We decided to call it a day an hour a
