Dream Silently

I have at least one more shift to do and then maybe one more before I step foot on a plan and head home. Its hinging on whether or not JP walks off the plane straight when TW goes to pick him up later today. I hope he walks straight. TW is switching back to nights, so we have to work it in such a way so that he can adjust and not be dragging too badly. Hence, I’m working Monday night’s shift. But, with the fact that JP does not fly well…

The contractors either took sunday off or worked half shift because of the Super Bowl. The SWC team went on strike and took it off too. That was our joke for the afternoon at least. I drank too many beers… the migraine I have this morning is a little on the painful side. Oh and “GO Giants”! I decided to root for the underdog this time around. It was actually a good game. I’m usually not one for football (I’m a hockey fan), but this game actually held my interest all the way to the end.

Joe called me this morning and discovered the wonderful lag in the service on my end. It was almost like a long dragged out conversation. I could hear his responses as soon as he spoke. He had to wait 20 seconds to hear mine. We’re talking about trying to do something fun when he gets back and takes his 1 month of leave. I told him I was going to see about taking at least 2 weeks off from work. We just don’t know yet what we’ll do. All I know is that it has to involve water. Mostly because he’s tired of the desert. Not that I don’t blame him. At least when he comes to Elko, it won’t be for military reasons. Granted, I’m not too sure how much longer we would be living there after we everything is said and finished. I’m not that crazy about the desert and I know if I stay in the office there for too much longer, I’ll be forced into a career path I have no desire to be pursuing.

Just like I’m impatient to get back home… he can’t get back soon enough too.

There isn’t a lot going on tonight on site. The main purpose of having a night person is to keep an eye on the Mine’s fill placement. My night usually consists of driving around to amuse myself and then coming back to the site office to work on paperwork. Only, I’ve been fighting with day shift on the paperwork portion. They don’t have enough work for two people, which of coarse I find amusing. I had too much work on my hands when my last project started, only to find that it took me 2 months of stomping my feet before I got the personnel I wanted and then to find out that we’re actually, probably, overstaffed for this project.

Well, the Mine isn’t placing fill tonight, but are excavating overburden material… where there is no purpose for me to be around. But, since I’m salary, I’m out here attempting to look like I’m doing something. I’m happy I grabbed samples yesterday.

My night will end with processing samples and trying to figure out why the sink isn’t draining. And people don’t understand why I’m calling this particular job a vacation.

I do feel better. I no longer have any pain when I swallow or yawn. It’s nice not to wince or make a grimacing face.

I’m ready to go home though. I miss my kitties.