Over here time doesn't really exist like it does in America. We run from week to week, knowing that on each day of the week the same things typically happen. Meetings, briefings, creating documents, inspections, working out... The only thing that specifically breaks up a day is mealtime. Not that it's something grand to look forward to, because the meals here are nothing to write home about! I didn't realize that it was Friday today at first b/c Friday's don't mean anything special here. It doesn't mean a weekend is here, it doesn't mean that I get to sleep in on the weekend. The only thing it means is that I get to come into work tomorrow, and that another week is almost over. I watched part of the movie Office Space right before coming here and deployment makes me think of the part where the evil boss says, "uhm yah, I'm going to need you to come in on Saturday... and Sunday." That's the ongoing joke here.. I'm coming in on Saturday!!!
On the bright side, I am still enjoying work and time is going rather quickly. I've been here for 6 weeks and time is flying! I praise God that I work with great people, have a great mission here, and such supportive family and friends at home!!!
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Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. I truly couldn't have done it without God and all of your support. It has been an amazing adventure that I will never forget and I thank you for being a part of it.
