Brad got a call late last night telling him he needed to come into work at 6am to work a 12 hour shift manning an office in response to Hurricane Gustav.
I've struggled all night with feeling selfish and immature but very frustrated. I keep reminding myself of the thousands of peoples lives at stake and those that are truly being inconvenienced. The other voice in my head is mad since he is on leave, only has about 48 hours to try to accomplish 72 hours worth of work before his friends come to help with the kitchen (which won't be ready in time now), and primarily the fact that his "job" today is governmental micromanagement and truly unnecessary! He was the only guy who answered his phone last night and so he was stuck...he called everyone in his office until 11pm but everyone wisely avoided answering their phones. Essentially he'll answer phone calls from higher ups with questions...he may not have answers and they could probably watch CNN or Fox News to learn the latest but instead they need the luxury of having someone official to call with their concerns.
I'm hoping and praying that someone is able to split the shift with him today so he works until noon...otherwise he won't be home until around 7:00pm. I guess I'm heading to our pool for a few hours to try to keep the kids away from the mess in our house.
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That stinks....
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