Back in the dungeon working on Enviro Chem papers. At this rate I’ll soon be able to bore my enemies to death with facts and figures. For the moment I am busy reading “The National Defence Sustainable Development Strategy: 4th Iteration – Environmentally Sustainable Defence Activities” and can feel my eyeballs burning. Someone hook up the caffeine IV. I’m going to need it STAT!

On the home front we’re still in hurry up and wait mode.  Just don’t tell me that “no news is good news”.  We’ve been on stand-by for close to a year now and of late the waiting is far harder than the knowing.

Drew just got home Thursday morning and on Friday evening received a call to go into work this weekend. It’s not normal for weekend work without an explanation so when the call came in and no reason was given (ie weekend flights or disabled choppers) it put the two of us in a slightly uneasy mood.

Drew is still at work and now I’m back in hurry up and wait mode. Hopefully he’ll be home with news soon.

My imagination is busy developing a number of worst case scenarios while I wait. I’m hoping the lack of explanation is just an oversight on the part of the Sergeant when he called.

It’s a good thing I lent my brain out to a co-worker this week. If I had it it would be turning to jello and leaking out my ears right about now. I’m working on my final paper for my Psych class *yay me* and will have two more assignments due before the final exam. *boo hiss* Next week I’ll be frantically writing my final paper for my Enviro Chem class before prepping for my exam.  It’ll be very busy around here for the next few days as I’m feeling very unprepared this semester.

Aside from paper writing my biggest source of school related stress of late is that I’ve yet to manage to book my final exams.  I register for them two months before they are to occur and my exams get shipped out to the Base Personnel Selection Office (BPSO) for me to write. I then have to call the BPSO to arrange to sit the exams on days that fall within the pre-set exam week.  I’ve been calling the BPSO for a while now in order to arrange my exams that will take place three short weeks from now and have yet to manage to get through.  Normally if I don’t speak to a live person I’d just leave a message and a clerk would quickly return my call to set the dates.  I’m starting to get worried since multiple messages have been left and I’ve yet to receive a response from anyone in the office.

Last night I emailed the exam co-ordinator to ask if they could assist me in getting the arrangements made and specifically noted that this is not normal behaviour for the office. Based on past experience I would have expected someone to have contacted me days ago. Unfortunately for me, the only contact information I have for the exam co-ordinator is via email and I didn’t receive a response from them today *sigh* Since I live within 100kms of a base I have to complete my exams there and can’t have them proctored by someone at work – despite my co-workers many generous offers to do so.

Here’s hoping the phone will ring with news soon.  I’m beginning to feel a bit stalker-ish with the numbers of calls I’ve made to the BPSO of late.

After a lengthy ground delay due to snow leaving Toronto, Drew landed in Edmonton just before one am. It was another 45 minutes before all the luggage was collected and we headed home. Doors opened and attack dogs released just after two am. It’s always nice driving through the city late at night. With little to no traffic on the roads the time required to make the trip to and from the airport shortens by nearly half.

We’re home relaxing tonight and tomorrow I need to finish my psych paper. Probably would have helped if I had started working on it before today. I’ve been spending my spare time reading and catching up in my classes so it’s not like I’m completely unprepared. I just have to transfer my notes into coherent sentences. I’m sure I’m up for the challenge.

No news on the super secret excitement front. Continuing to cross fingers and toes for luck.

I arrived at the airport to pick up Drew with 20 minutes to spare according to the original flight details. Upon arrival at the airport I learned the flight was delayed by an hour and a half. Of course I’d checked the flight status before I left the house but it’s an hour long drive to the airport from home – there’s nothing like having an international airport named after your city that’s located FAR ouside city limits – and the flight delay was posted after I’d left the house.

So Drew will arrive home around one am. With the time zone jumping that will be three am for him. Guess the night blind freak is driving home after all.

If I’d been smart I would have thought to book us into a room at one of the airport hotels. Foresight is apparently not one of my strengths outside of a work environment.

Thank goodness for Timmy’s. While I wait I can load myself up on coffee and try to learn to block out smells while I breathe. The young man on my left is eating very stinky Doritos and the older man on my right is reading “les maths pour les nulls”. I am experiencing flashbacks to jr high math class as I type. I wonder if anyone has managed to get a PTSD diagnosis due to school related trauma.

Once again the iPhone keeps me occupied. Between short tweets and visits to Facebook I am reading one of the books in Kim Harrison’s Rachel Morgan series. Had I the foresight to brim earbuds with me I could have been listening to music while reading my ebook. And of course it allows me to blog in an attempt to make the time pass quicker.

Once again the military spouse practices her waiting skills. Soon. It’ll all be worth it. Sleep well everyone.