The week I have been dreading has arrived. The start of the turnaround*.
Here’s the math:
Jacob is working ten-hour shifts for the next three weeks. Minimum. Six days a week. Graveyards – 6:15pm to 4:45am. (It just gets better doesn’t it!?)
- Kate + Beckett (a.k.a. rowdy toddler) + Pregnancy + Jacob (a.k.a. dinner maker, toddler watcher while I nap, yardwork helper, love-of-my-life) = Exhaustion
- Kate + Beckett + Pregnancy – Jacob = TBA
Bring it on! And, say a prayer for my sanity, the knitting I am going to catch up on, the garden I’m going to plant and the toddler I’m going to feed/wash/take care of.
*For those of you who don’t live near a refinery – a turnaround is a big deal. For a set period of time – a unit in the refinery is completely shut down for maintenance. This means that there are crews working 24/7 for a set period of time to get all the items on the list done. All crews are on deck – contractors, sub-contractors (union industrial electrician like Jacob), management, operators, etc… It’s long hours, big money and stress, stress, stress.