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Things I Love About The Boeing Strike

There aren't usually too many silver linings in the dark-rain cloud of having your husband out on the streets in a strike against their employer. While it's stressful and uncomfortable and just plain aggravating, there are a few things that I'm enjoying.

This is one of them.

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Having my husband home in the evenings. The kids absolutely love it---and I know he does as well. Helping out with the daily homework is just one of the perks of having my husband out on strike.

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  1. watsit2u11:03 PM

    First, kudos for looking for something good in what is not a positive situation as a whole!

    Second, I think it is great that even though times are tough right now, there is a closeness that is being built! That is an amazing way to make this time worth it, in some way!

    Loves...

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  2. Unknown8:46 AM

    Thanks 'Becca. We are trying not to be all gloom and doom. The girls truly love having their daddy home in the evenings with them and so do I!

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  3. Ed1:02 PM

    Yes, many outside of Boeing do not realize that when there we are under constant pressure to work overtime! It is nice to have time to rest, heal up mentally and physically, and spend time with familly and catch up on all the things we don't normally ever have time to do.

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  4. Unknown5:48 PM

    Hi Eddie. You're right. My husband does work massive overtime and while the money is nice, he's losing out on so many memories with the kids as they grow up. These past three weeks have been nice in that we've had him here more, but now I'm ready for work to start. The strike stinks and we can't handle it for much longer.

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