The story continues
Jun. 21st, 2004 07:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinSo, Master took Max to the animal control center vet this morning. We left at the same time and i followed them most of the way. The control center is in Shuweikh, near to my campus. Master turned off to go to the center about 3 km from my gate. He called me to tell me Max had behaved perfectly during the visit with the vet. He said the vet even commented on how well trained Max was. The vet said he could see that Max was a completely healthy animal and that he felt badly about us having to make the trek every day. Master said He wouldn't be surprised if the vet looked at Max a couple more times and then told Him to come back on the 26th for the final checkup. Master and Max were on their way home before i could travel the 3km to get to the gate. i knew it would be like that.
It wasn't only that the checkup was so quick. Between the time Master turned off and i got to my gate, i got stuck in rubber neck traffic. There were two separate accidents on the road, and i honestly believe it is written somewhere that all Arabs must slow down and gawk, to see if it is anyone they know. i have heard that if it looks as if one is going to die, the gawker gets out of the car and asks the dying person to mention him to Allah. i don't know if this is true or not.
As i left campus after class this noon, i called Master to tell Him i was on my way home. He was at the office. We decided to eat lunch out and celebrate. Apparently He isn't going to Baghdad, today that's the word. The new plan is for Him to go to Basra on Thursday to check out the warehouse the company has just contracted and begin working on getting people for it. He will then go to Baghdad the following week, if the MOD ever get their collective fingers out of their collective butts and gets His visa paperwork done, to train the two new people who will be arriving on Sunday. This is expected to take about three weeks.
For the training period in Baghdad He will be gone the whole time. But Basra is just a bit over the border, and there are convoys that leave Basra for Kuwait at a minimum of two times a day. It would be a terribly long commute for Him to be home every night. He would get home in time to shower and go to bed, and have to leave by 4 in the morning to be at work by 8, but He could most definitely manage to be home every weekend. He could come home Wednesday evenings and leave again on Friday. Of course all of this assumes that the convoys will leave at times convenient to Master's schedule, yea, like riiiight. While this isn't the perfect solution, it sure beats 5 months without Him, by a long shot. Basra would not be the permanent assignment, the plan is that He will be back in Kuwait in the Fall. Of course the way the thing is working out He may be assigned permanently in Kuwait before He ever leaves the country.
We had a sandstorm again. It tried to come up yesterday afternoon. As we were driving out to the vet clinic i mentioned the difference in the sky on the ocean side of the road as compared to the sky on the desert side. The wind got stronger as the afternoon progressed. By last night it was rattling the patio door on the back side of the apartment, and the balcony door on the front side. i know this because i had trouble sleeping last night and rather than toss and turn and bother Master's sleep, i went to my comfort place, the couch. i couldn't hear the wind in the bedroom, but the wind along with the music in my head kept me awake until after 3 this morning. But i digress. The wind blew all day today and the air was filled with dirt. i was almost tempted to put an air filter mask on Max when he ran tonight, the air was so dirty. When i was setting the table for dinner, i noticed that the wind had stopped. It's picked up again now, but the air is clean. When the wind died down, the dirt fell to the ground. It is amazing how this weather can change so quickly.
It wasn't only that the checkup was so quick. Between the time Master turned off and i got to my gate, i got stuck in rubber neck traffic. There were two separate accidents on the road, and i honestly believe it is written somewhere that all Arabs must slow down and gawk, to see if it is anyone they know. i have heard that if it looks as if one is going to die, the gawker gets out of the car and asks the dying person to mention him to Allah. i don't know if this is true or not.
As i left campus after class this noon, i called Master to tell Him i was on my way home. He was at the office. We decided to eat lunch out and celebrate. Apparently He isn't going to Baghdad, today that's the word. The new plan is for Him to go to Basra on Thursday to check out the warehouse the company has just contracted and begin working on getting people for it. He will then go to Baghdad the following week, if the MOD ever get their collective fingers out of their collective butts and gets His visa paperwork done, to train the two new people who will be arriving on Sunday. This is expected to take about three weeks.
For the training period in Baghdad He will be gone the whole time. But Basra is just a bit over the border, and there are convoys that leave Basra for Kuwait at a minimum of two times a day. It would be a terribly long commute for Him to be home every night. He would get home in time to shower and go to bed, and have to leave by 4 in the morning to be at work by 8, but He could most definitely manage to be home every weekend. He could come home Wednesday evenings and leave again on Friday. Of course all of this assumes that the convoys will leave at times convenient to Master's schedule, yea, like riiiight. While this isn't the perfect solution, it sure beats 5 months without Him, by a long shot. Basra would not be the permanent assignment, the plan is that He will be back in Kuwait in the Fall. Of course the way the thing is working out He may be assigned permanently in Kuwait before He ever leaves the country.
We had a sandstorm again. It tried to come up yesterday afternoon. As we were driving out to the vet clinic i mentioned the difference in the sky on the ocean side of the road as compared to the sky on the desert side. The wind got stronger as the afternoon progressed. By last night it was rattling the patio door on the back side of the apartment, and the balcony door on the front side. i know this because i had trouble sleeping last night and rather than toss and turn and bother Master's sleep, i went to my comfort place, the couch. i couldn't hear the wind in the bedroom, but the wind along with the music in my head kept me awake until after 3 this morning. But i digress. The wind blew all day today and the air was filled with dirt. i was almost tempted to put an air filter mask on Max when he ran tonight, the air was so dirty. When i was setting the table for dinner, i noticed that the wind had stopped. It's picked up again now, but the air is clean. When the wind died down, the dirt fell to the ground. It is amazing how this weather can change so quickly.
