I've been here for a month. If I don't write much about my experiences, it's because this job is much like the fire department job before it: prolonged period of boredom and monotony punctuated intermittently by moments of surprise/terror. Not so much terror. Nope, never been terrified. Ok, mainly monotony.
Every day I wake up, I go for a run or a walk, read/meditate, eat breakfast, go to work (where I find myself reading or watching TED talks), go to lunch, close the clinic, go to the gym, shower, eat dinner, and unwind - much like I am doing right now. Now multiply this day by six and you have my work week. Sundays I am off, so that just leaves more time for the gym, the MWR, books or movies. Luckily online college courses start soon, which is a great reminder that this year spent in Iraq isn't for naught. There is no way I would have been able to manage attending college in the states, where I worked two jobs and had little time for much else.
One month down and two more to go until I go on leave. I'm going to explore some centuries-old Buddhist temples and ruins in southeastern Asia. Pretty exciting! I'll take as many pictures as I can remember to, though admittedly I am the world's worst at doing so.
Next week there is a 5k run on base, and I'm running in it. It's a good thing to break the monotony and spread kinship. Nothing else new to report of significance, so I'll sling some ephemera:
-Right knee never hurts now, even as I increase running mileage.
-So much chlorine in the water on base. I put lotion on 5-6 times a day and my hands/knuckles still feel like sandpaper. Anyone need me to sand a car before they prime/paint it? I'd be of great service for that the moment.
-Incidentally I've learned a good deal of central British slang recently thanks to the British security guards. Gleaming.
I probably didn't use 'gleaming' correctly just now. Over and out.
Every day I wake up, I go for a run or a walk, read/meditate, eat breakfast, go to work (where I find myself reading or watching TED talks), go to lunch, close the clinic, go to the gym, shower, eat dinner, and unwind - much like I am doing right now. Now multiply this day by six and you have my work week. Sundays I am off, so that just leaves more time for the gym, the MWR, books or movies. Luckily online college courses start soon, which is a great reminder that this year spent in Iraq isn't for naught. There is no way I would have been able to manage attending college in the states, where I worked two jobs and had little time for much else.
One month down and two more to go until I go on leave. I'm going to explore some centuries-old Buddhist temples and ruins in southeastern Asia. Pretty exciting! I'll take as many pictures as I can remember to, though admittedly I am the world's worst at doing so.
Next week there is a 5k run on base, and I'm running in it. It's a good thing to break the monotony and spread kinship. Nothing else new to report of significance, so I'll sling some ephemera:
-Right knee never hurts now, even as I increase running mileage.
-So much chlorine in the water on base. I put lotion on 5-6 times a day and my hands/knuckles still feel like sandpaper. Anyone need me to sand a car before they prime/paint it? I'd be of great service for that the moment.
-Incidentally I've learned a good deal of central British slang recently thanks to the British security guards. Gleaming.
I probably didn't use 'gleaming' correctly just now. Over and out.
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