Labor Day The Day No One Works

I will work today, though I'd really like to rest.
There's no rest when you have so much to do and you're the cheap help.
Steve and I worked on Creekside yesterday by ourselves.
It Started storming here as a result of the hurricanes elsewhere (there's several now going), and the rain came off the top of the house like a fire hose.  Steve got out in the rain and started trying to fix it so that the run-off would not get too near the foundation of the house, but mostly he was just yelling at me.  I had been upstairs finishing the wallpaper in the new bathroom, minding my own business, but he just couldn't resist the temptation to yell at me for something. 
The wallpaper in the new bath is slightly 'padded', which makes it feel 'cushy', and it's in a tile design, with a small flower on some of the tiles.  I perfectly matched the grout color (a deep peach) with the paint for the upper part of the walls, and I'm using the paper to just make wainscoating.  It's really pretty, and the paper looks like mosiac tile on the walls.  It's just 32 inches high, the height of chair rail, but it looks so nice that I wish now that I'd made it a little higher.  I think I have an idea to 'raise' the top of it.
I'm having some mental/emotional pain over some trama-drama with my relationship with a good friend.  I won't discuss it now, but it's really got me disturbed.  My friend won't answer my calls, and won't return my messages.
Sweety, the new house cat, is really enjoying her father's visit home.  She is the most affectionate cat, but wants to lightly bite.  I wish I could break her of that habit.  There will never be another perfect cat like Yoda.
I've dismissed the workers at Creekside for the week.  I need a slower pace for a while, and I don't want Steve and them to have a clash of wills.  I think they probably need a week off, too, as the hard work and the heat is getting to everyone.  It's supposed to cool down this week, with rain predicted for every day.  I hate the thought of all that mud, and the rain will wash the dirt off of a bunch of broken glass and rocks in the yard at Creekside, which I will then feel obligated to pick up.
It's job security.
Richland's Creek is not yet out of it's banks, but the way it's raining, it's only a matter of time.
There's so much litter and trash people throw out, and broken tree limbs that clog the water and make the creek rise when it rains.  Also, the fact that Rutledge is in a valley makes the rain run off into low areas, which contribute to flooding.
I covered all my outdoor-stored lumber yesterday, so it will be more likely to stay dry.
I need to get a storage barn or tomato growing hoop house built to store all the lumber and building materials that don't need to get wet.  Cold and wet weather is coming soon.
More later on the progress.