Okay, so I've fallen off the face of the Earth, or so it seems. In a practicality, I probably have. I'm busy. Crazy insane mad busy. If anyone who reads this has been keeping up with me, you'll remember me talking about the ORI (Operational Readiness Inspection) we had at Holloman last year and how insane that was. Well, Tinker's ORI kicks off on Monday (or late Sunday night) and the whole base is having fits of nerves. I got today off, but I'm working tomorrow and Sunday, then again through Friday, though I'm hoping to have next weekend off.

Chris won't be coming down at the end of the month, and promptly threw a sulk about it. However, for me, it doesn't make sense for him to visit. For one, I'm working about 60 + hours a week, 6 days a week. He would only be able to see me in the evenings for a brief period of time before I went to bed. He couldn't leave the base, because he doesn't have an I.D. to get back on. He couldn't wander around the base, because if someone stopped him and found him loose without an escort we'd both be in a lot of trouble. He couldn't even go to the Exchange (grocery stroe/ wal-mart type deal) because he'd need an ID card to get in, which he doesn't have. So he would spen a week sitting in my room, twiddling his thumbs while I worked, because with the shop at 30% manning, I can't take time off just yet. If I arranged it right I could get a weekend off, but that's about it.

Either way, it's now 4:30p.m. and, despite the fact that this is my day off, I have stuff that needs to be done. Hope ya'll are doing well!