18 hour days
I truly dislike when I work so late that going home doesn't seem like its worth it. I went in at 0600 and got off watch at 2400. I'm exhausted, I'm tired. I slept on the boat cause I had to get back at 0600. A long day, 18 hours, kind sympathy makes it almost worth it, somthing to look forward to. Without being too touchy feely in my tired state...a few kind words make it all worth it. By the way, since I didn't go home last night, Nick decided he wanted to crash and ended up sleeping in his truck nice I didn't come back. I found him this morning when I got home. I'll talk to everyone later.