Doing well. Summer is going to be spent stomping up and down Toronto streets in long, black pants and heavy black boots, but many small gatherings hit on my stretches of days off. We'll see what I can get to.
Dunno. I've attended six so far, done two myself and there are still countless attendees from gatherings the world over that ceaselessly howl for my blood. Maybe I just have that effect on people.
I should probably stop attending gatherings soon. The howling is starting to cause a ringing in my ears.
I work a five-week rotation. 7 on, 6 off, 7 on, 5 off, 7 on, 3 off. Assuming I stay on the same platoon for the rest of my career, I know my work schedule between now and my retirement on December 29, 2041. 🙂
I understand. This year's great for me. Next year, NEST falls during a string of night shifts for me. Either miss it or burn about 40 hours of OT. Ah well.
Thank you SO much for the words of encouragment. I can't wait for Daniel and I to start our lives together. The wedding is set for July 3rd, so now we can focus on that and not have to worry about the house!