As I approach 100 straight days here in my frozen prison....I also approach the end of my sentence. I guess I shouldn't complain about being stuck in a place where every meal is a feast, there are hundreds of satellite channels and I get paid ridiculous amounts of money to do very little work -however, in many ways it is like a prison.
Pretty much confined either to my trailer or camp 27 (where we eat) and the monotony is almost getting to me...but on the bright side - I don't have to shower with the other inmates....PHEW!
Although we don't sleep together I do have a "cell mate" - Lonnie who you all should know by now.
Honestly I couldn't ask for a better trailer mate...and we both have come to the conclusion that we got along exceptionally well. You know in most prison movies there is that short guy that goes around and tries to please everybody because that's the only way he'll survive? Well that's Lonnie....but he tries to please everyone because he has a genuinely kind heart. So no complaints except for the piles of boots left all over our trailer entrance.
Lonnie is anxiously awating our parole so that he can go meet his new grandchildren and Ms.Greece. Just received an update from him that Ms. Greece hasn't emailed him back or texted him for the past 3 days...hopefully she will come to her senses...I guess people have their own good reasons for not returning messages and we can only respect their choices and try to understand.
I do occasionally get a day pass that allows me to drive to town and back...yippee! Last Sunday I had one such pass that turned into a nightmare. I had to make a 6 hour drive to pick up a part and noticed a strange noise coming from my front left wheel about half way through the trip. 5 minutes away from my destination (and a replacement vehicle) my tire exploded due to my wheel almost falling off.....so my 6 hour round trip turned into a 15 hour nightmare. The only good thing was that while passing through Slave Lake I was able to sneak into the branch and take sacrament.
Well it sure has been a Matthew chapter 24 kind of week throughout the world. One part of the world is on the verge of war and then of course there are the disasters that have plagued Japan.
Now that this phase of my "Master Plan to Rule the Universe" is coming to an end, I'm faced with the more difficult second phase- more stress, more challenges....and with an unknown future ahead of me...a little fear. But things were put into a better perspective for me as I thought about the people of Japan and all of their loss. All I can do is have faith and do my best. I don't like to think negative thoughts...but it occured to me that all of us have our days here on Earth numbered, so we have to make the most of it.
It's been fun blogging about life up here in the Canadian wilderness...I am actually going to miss it up here. But fear not, I'll have new and exciting adventures to blog about come April and most of it will be about cooking - more specifically the "Wok".
Funny photo!
ReplyDeletePerspective is great. We all need some and it sometimes comes at another's expense. It's nice to remember that when our trials come, others are learning from it as well. Makes it feel more worth it, I guess. Live large!