In other news, Tom was instructed that some of the most important vehicles that needed to be fixed were the air-conditioned ones for the higher up officers. Meanwhile, some of the troops basic protection vehicles are in dire need of being fixed. So, Tom being the amazingly wonderful gentleman that he is put his foot down and told the higher ups where to "stick-it." Politely, of course.
He is finding lots of things that were not done properly the first time around, so he is making sure that he does them properly. He is very busy, but I think he is starting to cope and manage the business. I know this because I actually made him laugh and cookie-monster on the phone (the intimate giggle of Mr. Moir). So I know he is ok. "Stressssssssss-d to the max" but I know that he is ok.
Tom has also been drowning his tiredness with coffee, thanks to the Tim Hortons that is on base, so I feel he looks like the picture I posted, as I know what he is like on caffeine. He is more like that picture than one can imagine. I know that once he is back, I will have to treat him to coffee in bed. That is, I will go to Tim Hortons and buy it. I tried to make coffee once. And then I learned my lesson. So Tim Hortons it is.
Or if we are in Ottawa, Bridgehead Coffee is where it's at! It's the organically-produced, shade-grown, fair-trade coffee that attracts crazy types like Tom and I and other Environmentalists and Global Sustainers. Yeah....no more hippies. That's what we are called now-a-days. Our poor kids....they are going to be a messed up brood.
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