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:: Thursday, April 26, 2007 ::
Too much fun for one soldier
I should've known it was coming. I did a convoy request while I was in Camp Shelby and it was a giant nutroll. Why did I think that doing one here in Afghanistan was going to be any different.
I started my request at 1730. At 2030 I finally finished. For most people it's a simple task, but since this is my first one it was a bit daunting. Needless to say, I got what I needed to get accomplished done.
Today was another long day. I am starting to appreciate Mac more and more every day. I'm sure Carl is also. Since I have taken over his job, my desk has disappeared. No joke. Work just keeps piling up and I can't stop and take five minutes to start sorting it out and working on it. Everytime I clean my desk and start a "To Do" pile, some emergency comes up or a last minute "hey I need this to get done ASAP" task is given to me.
Oh well. It's all good. Only a few more weeks to go. I sure can't wait. I got another two letters from the love of my life today. They are actually dated earlier than the two I got a few days ago. Weird.
Anyway, things are still going good with her. She is still enjoying the training but her fellow recruits are getting on her nerves. I warned her that dealing with her fellow soldiers would be the worst part. It is no matter where you go. Basic training, weekend drill, or year-long deployment. Some people you just can't agree with.
However, I am lucky to work with a group of guys I get along great with. Only one or two of the guys I work with every now and then are pains in the fifth point of contact and I usually just ignore them. And by usually I mean all the time.
It's bedtime for me now. It's time for the tired Specialist to get some rest and get ready for another day. My race is almost over; the good Lord will see me through to the end. Soon I will be home with my wife living the good life.
God is good. All the time. Peace
:: Ben 11:49 AM [+] ::
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