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Oct. 22nd, 2004 07:06 pmWe had a discussion tonight about our living arrangement. Neither of us likes it much, but there is little we can do about it if we want to stay together. My main concern is that the company will send Him further north, or deeper into the country so He can't come back to Kuwait as often. The company has bid on a contract in Kuwait, and should know by next month sometime, or at least that is the scuttlebutt, about whether or not it was the bid. The CEO of ALS, an American, promised that if the company got this contract, Master would be the first person offered a position in it. i'm afraid because He is so well liked by the army people and has found His niche in this contract, that the CEO will conveniently forget his promise.
Master could come back every night. But that would mean four hours on the road each day, and the day would begin about 4:30 a.m. i dislike that thought. He said He could come back every other night, that would mean only two hours on the road each day, but i dislike that almost as much. i trust His driving skills, but i don't trust the Kuwaiti's who would be sharing the road with Him, especially during Ramadan. We saw the results of an accident that happened sometime between the time we left the desert last night and going out again today. How fast must a car be going to ram itself under the back end of a school bus? i think the car was a benz, the whole top of it was sheered off and laying about 15 meters behind the body. The back passenger side of the bus was scrunched up and i could see pieces of the car caught in the undercarriage. i'm sure those vehicles will be there awhile. i would be very surprised if anyone in the car survived. That is how the Kuwaitis drive during Ramadan. i don't want Master to become a statistic. i would rather i get a job in iraq, at the university of Basra then have Him spend so much time on the road.
His weekends are so short now we have little time for us. There is always something that needs doing. He doesn't get much chance to relax because there is always something that needs doing. i'm not complaining, well maybe i am, i am just wishing that He didn't work so far from where He lives.
Today was a pretty good day, we did get lots of things accomplished, and now He is out doing His last personal errand. If He has good luck He will be back in a short time. i'm keeping my fingers crossed.
i got a copy of a letter a friend of mine is sending to the director of a hospital in her town. She had to be hospitalized for 5 days to get her breathing right. From her letter, she is lucky to be alive. i can't belive a hospital can have such shoddy work practices. Even if only half of it is true, it boggles the mind.
Today was a lovely day. The wind must have been just right because there was a carnival of sailboats on the gulf all day today. They were skittering back and forth in front of the apartment from early morning until just before sundown. The brightly colored sails catching the wind. It was really beautiful to see.
And this morning the pigeons were doing close formation drills. As much as i dislike those birds, it was fun to watch them flying this morning.
The words aren't here tonight. i can't seem to express any of my thoughts in a coherent manner.
Master could come back every night. But that would mean four hours on the road each day, and the day would begin about 4:30 a.m. i dislike that thought. He said He could come back every other night, that would mean only two hours on the road each day, but i dislike that almost as much. i trust His driving skills, but i don't trust the Kuwaiti's who would be sharing the road with Him, especially during Ramadan. We saw the results of an accident that happened sometime between the time we left the desert last night and going out again today. How fast must a car be going to ram itself under the back end of a school bus? i think the car was a benz, the whole top of it was sheered off and laying about 15 meters behind the body. The back passenger side of the bus was scrunched up and i could see pieces of the car caught in the undercarriage. i'm sure those vehicles will be there awhile. i would be very surprised if anyone in the car survived. That is how the Kuwaitis drive during Ramadan. i don't want Master to become a statistic. i would rather i get a job in iraq, at the university of Basra then have Him spend so much time on the road.
His weekends are so short now we have little time for us. There is always something that needs doing. He doesn't get much chance to relax because there is always something that needs doing. i'm not complaining, well maybe i am, i am just wishing that He didn't work so far from where He lives.
Today was a pretty good day, we did get lots of things accomplished, and now He is out doing His last personal errand. If He has good luck He will be back in a short time. i'm keeping my fingers crossed.
i got a copy of a letter a friend of mine is sending to the director of a hospital in her town. She had to be hospitalized for 5 days to get her breathing right. From her letter, she is lucky to be alive. i can't belive a hospital can have such shoddy work practices. Even if only half of it is true, it boggles the mind.
Today was a lovely day. The wind must have been just right because there was a carnival of sailboats on the gulf all day today. They were skittering back and forth in front of the apartment from early morning until just before sundown. The brightly colored sails catching the wind. It was really beautiful to see.
And this morning the pigeons were doing close formation drills. As much as i dislike those birds, it was fun to watch them flying this morning.
The words aren't here tonight. i can't seem to express any of my thoughts in a coherent manner.
