Sunday, October 28, 2007

...waiting...

Hello,
I have been without the internet for some time now. It makes life quite difficult. My communication with home has become strained and that hurts morale. But, carry on!
I am at work now taking a risk of being asked work things. Man alive! I can't describe the stress. I have come to finally accept that I am a high strung individual, but this place is driving me nuts.
Two weeks from this moment I'll be on a plane, thank goodness! My boss is trying to fly out today and he will be gone until I return. That along with everyone I showed up with trying to get home too will make this place a nightmare for the month of November. A good time to be eating turkey, drinking beer, watching football and laughing with family and friends.
My Lead position is huge challenge but one that I cannot back away from without backing all the way out. Would anyone out there think me a coward if I just stayed home? That is a rhetorical question. I guess the real question is what would I think of myself? I will, of course return but that doesn't stop the doubt.
Work is work and this place keeps on. The life here really is something to just get past. These last few weeks have been among the hardest. Time has slowed to a dead stop since I allowed myself to think about going home. I used to concentrate on one week at a time. Just getting to my next day off. Now my days off can e just as much torture. Dodging anything to do with work and now relying on work for my communication. I am sorry, I hate to spend this time complaining. I get to talking to you all and these are the thoughts that come up. I look forward to chatting with you about the weather or the kids or the game. I do smile and laugh here. It just is because I have to in order to stay sane. I can't wait to laugh at things that are actually funny ha-ha, not funny bizzaro.
What has happened that you would find interesting?, hmmm...
Isn't that funny, I can't think of a thing. I sat here for a minute at least and everything that came to mind was crazy ridiculous. Funny, but only in this crazy Iraqi light. Ahhh, it is cold here. Well, not cold but darn chilly sometimes. I wore shorts last night but tonight my fingers are cold typing and I am wearing a sweatshirt and pants. I don't know exactly what the temp is but I would guess high 50's. It will probably get into the 80's today or higher. It will start to rain soon and I hear that is when the weather here is at its worst. Can you imagine that? Worse than 120 in the shade!
Well I have to go before I get stuck here. Love you and miss you all. I can hold my breath for two weeks, see you then,
Cliff

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'll take you fishing on Rainy River anytime you want, old friend.

Archie Paulson said...

Dear Birdy bird-bird,

Word to da turd curd, undeterred. Yer da third preferred, da blurred nerd, spurred out'n front-a da herd.

You been heard, slurred. I been stirred, yer word inferred.

Yers Absurd,
Sir Cured Interred

Unknown said...

Whatever you decide is supported.
Letter to follow
Momster

Tapperlap said...

Waiting... waiting... waiting... sometimes the job of waiting is the hardest task of all. Just ask someone waiting for the car to arrive after three days of canoing on the river.

I would be taken aback being called a "turd curd". A "fresh cheese Kurd" is much more pleasant. Not only that, they are squeeky.

tapperlap

Archie Paulson said...

Turd curd is squeaky too, if it's aged properly.