Monday Morning Haiku

Monday Morning Haiku #26

Almost a whole year.
When the hell will I get to
leave fracking Bahrain?

Bahrain_Road

I’ve been in Bahrain since September 2012 (well, aside from the 2.5 months that I was home recuperating from two herniated disks in my back). That means as of yesterday, I have been in (hot and humid) Bahrain for 10.5 out of the last 13 months. Completely and utterly ridiculous.

Luckily, it appears I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. We’re gearing up to our performance tests and once we pass those, it’s just a matter of closing out any outstanding punch-list items (hopefully from the comfort of my home office in North Carolina) with a few small trips back over here to take care of things that must be done in person. At least, that’s the plan. Over here, plans change daily, and almost never for the better, but I can always hope…

Oh, and regardless of the extent of the punch-list items, I get to travel home in 9 days (218 more hours!) to go attend my wife’s half-brother’s wedding. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to STAY at home, but any time spent back in the US with my oh-so-patient wife and kids seems like heaven at this point in time. Don’t get me wrong, Bahrain is a decent place (besides the unbelievable heat and humidity from April to November) but it’s been 3.5 months since I’ve seen my family, and that’s about 14 weeks too long. I’m ready to go, and pretty soon I’ll be counting in minutes rather than hours & days. Aw, heck, only 13,080 minutes to go!

 


This has been an OctoBloMoooo post.

This has been an OctoBloMoooo post.


Monday Morning Haiku #25

My girls grow quickly.
With long office days, I’ve lost
more than just an hour.

Yes, I’m cursing Daylight Saving Time this morning just like thousands of others across the country, but as my haiku this week indicates, there’s another place where I’ve lost even more time than our government-mandated clock-changing activity can suck away from me.

The last couple of weeks (and the next couple) have been pretty crazy, work-wise. I’m working lots of extra overtime to get some things completed by deadline for my latest project, which has severely cut into the time I’ve been able to spend with my family. Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but it also gives you a big old case of the blues. I’m hoping things settle down soon and I’m able to get back to my normal schedule, so I can play with the girls in the evenings rather than get home just in time to help put them to bed.  (I’m sure my wife wishes I’d get home earlier, too, so she’s not having to carry the entire parenting load for 15+ hours a day by herself.)


Monday Morning Haiku #24

Oceans of java
The caffeine courses through me
Yet still I crave sleep

Need More Coffee!!!!


The Monday Morning Haiku #23

The streets seem smaller,
cozier, more familiar.
Happy to be home.


There’s something I really enjoy about returning from a trip overseas. With every step from baggage claim to my car, I shed worries and thoughts of work, my steps growing lighter and more energetic. I climb behind the wheel and on my drive home notice sights and street signs I normally take for granted. Everything clamors for my attention but nothing distracts me from the thoughts of finally returning home.

I pull into my driveway and cannot wait to get inside the house and wrap myself in a warm cocoon of familiarity, hugs, and loving words. Every time I return is better than the last. It almost makes me want to leave again just to get the feeling of returning home. Almost, but not quite. For now, I’ll just enjoy myself and spend my time with those I care about most in this world.


The Monday Morning Haiku #22

While you’re reading this
I’m flying to Trinidad.
Haiku in the air!


The Monday Morning Haiku #21

Meetings are God’s way
of ensuring overtime.
(That, or the Devil’s.)


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