Sitting in a dingy Howard Johnson next to 85S. Let the other guys have the beds, I'm enjoying the cot. Checked out facebook, Jess at home in bed, tired but can't go to sleep. Didn't even wake up with Jess this morning to help her get off to work, can't wait to be home and off to the grill with her. Left for work in Pembroke at 6:15 this morning, 2 hours later I'm walking through a beautiful house full of tacky taxidermy. Interesting how those two words sound so similar. Installing cameras, crawling around under a house and getting a nice sun burn just really make the day drag.
8:35 to 4:30 is...well, it was. Get a call last minute from another technician, we've got another stop at 6:15. Awesome, the office can't even call me. Fine, I've got time to at least hit the hotel and sit for a spell...alas, the office forgot to get a room for the techs. No place to rest, might as well drive to a fire department and teach them how to use their surveillance system. Too bad I don't know what they want to know, good thing I had a manual, too bad it makes me look ignorant.
I would lament and really go on and on, how bout this: I miss my wife and being home; I'm thankful for a job that allows us to have a home; we're meant for more than this.
That last phrase sums up my entire outlook right now. We're meant for more than this.
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