Surviving the Schedule

Well, I am surviving the graveyard shift, but I don't like having to go into work on Sunday. It feels like I only get Saturday off since I technically work on Friday, even though it is only three or four hours. I only have three more days to complain on this rotation and I will be back to day shifts until Christmas. The sims are going ok, but there is just a lot to know and so little brain to put it in...and this small brain realizes it just made fun of itself...thanks! The plane seems bigger than the ones I am use to, but I think that is all in my head.

We are also surviving the world's worst drivers. Little Rock must be their Mecca, because they are all here. I am sure the little old ladies that can't see, those who can't drive while on their phone, and the non-mergers all come from far and wide just to drive in their holy land...Arkansas. It will be pretty ironic when a pilot that has done aerobatics solo and flown ten feet from another jet dies in training, but driving to it, not participating in it.

In the day off, Candi and I went Christmas shopping so that we could take a bunch of junk to Idaho just to exchange it for new junk to bring home. We also had a friend take some pictures of us in front of a small Cessna for future Christmas cards. Here are a couple of them.

Other than that, not a lot going on in our household. I get up at noon, study, go to the gym for an hour or so, study until dinner, eat, then study until leaving for the sims at 8:40PM. I come home to a sleeping household, but with enough pot banging, I can usually get someone to stir. Candi has been awesome at helping out with the small little details like cooking, laundry, running errands, cleaning, etc. You know the little things that if not done, would cry and possibly die! She has been a great help throughout my training, but especially now when my schedule is not the most convienient. Maybe I should stop banging the pots together when I come home...hm-m-m-m-m?!

Not a real fun life, but then I am not here for fun...although it is fun outside the whacked out schedule deal. Candi says hello and we are both counting down the days until the 20th when we get to come home. I will be spending a few days out at the squadron and acting like a pilot...we will see how that goes. Until next week...