Cash Pyle and the Schedule Check-In
Cash Pyle wasn’t one to complain, but lately, he’d been dragging. He noticed it one morning when he hit snooze three times instead of one and still felt like he hadn’t slept at all. So when his dad called to catch up and asked how things were going, Cash admitted, “Honestly, I’m worn out.” His dad didn’t hesitate. “You’ve been juggling a lot lately. Might be time to lighten the load a bit.” Cash had to admit, the man had a point. Between his new office job, his online sales and 3D printing projects, tutoring high schoolers twice a week, and trying to stay on top of his personal development goals, something had to give. Sure, his income had gone up, but he barely had time to enjoy it. Not wanting to make any rash decisions, Cash paid Grandma Pyle a visit. As usual, she was folding laundry and watching her mystery shows when he brought up his predicament. “You’re young,” she said, “but even young folks need real rest and a good night’s sleep.” She gave him that side glance that onl...