I’ve spent most of the day alone, finishing up the last details of putting the rig together, doing paperwork and keeping my thoughts to myself. It’s now 2 am and I have to get up at 5 to fly to Houston and start the load in. I can never sleep the night before I travel (afraid of oversleeping) or the night before a load-in (afraid I forgot a piece of equipment), so I’m doubly cursed tonight. I’m alternating between reading and writing, tossing and turning, and trying to discern what the noisy people next door are saying. I haven’t understood a word. My room is scorched from the forced air heater and my throat feels like Mexican sand. Water has never tasted so sweet. When I lay my head back on my pillow once again I’m going to count my blessings instead of sheep. I’m going to remember all of the good things in my life.
I may not be with you all for a few days, but I’ll be back soon.
6 comments:
That's lovely that you are counting your blessings. I'd love to have seen a list. Just curious about the inner working of The Repeater. :) Good luck these next few days!
Beautiful post. Good luck in Houston. My guess is you won't forget a thing.
I have the utmost confidence in you Repeater. You won't oversleep or forget anything.
And I'm sure my confidence in you is all that really matters right? ;)
Did you take that picture? I love it! I'm still amazed at your book review. You're so talented!
Hey Gili. I'm suddenly shut out of your blog -- says it's for invited readers only...? What's up?
Well, I didn't oversleep, but I didn't have the easiest load-in, kind of messed up some, but its coming together. Lots of pressure on this one. I did take the pict, gili, in Noumea (New Caledonia)just as the sun was going down. Thanks for the props
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