Today was the day for the large, multi-agency Weapons of Mass destruction drill.  I went in at 7:00 even though the drill starts at 2:00 pm.  There were a lot of things I needed to set up such as tables, chairs, protective suits.  You know, the usual.  Luckily it didn’t rain.  My job at the exercise was to help facilitate the drill by helping with the actors, answering questions, and making sure all terrorist activities took place on time.  There were a total of about 15 events.  Too many in my opinion, but no one asked me. 

I felt like I ran around all night and never got anything done.  My feet hurt and I was totally exhausted.  My boss felt like throwing up though, so things could have been worse I guess.  I can’t believe we do this every year.  What are we thinking?  I drove home and almost fell asleep walking in the door.   However that sleep would have to wait as my youngest son was waiting for me.  He waited up so he could chat.  I missed his soccer game.  I spent so much time preparing for the drill that I neglected my family.  We talked and I promised to make it to his next game.  I haven’t made it to a game yet this year. 

February 8, 2005 | Permalink


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OUCH. The woes of being a working parent. You never think about how much you love your family until you've spent all day at work and only get to see them for the brief hour it may take to eat and get ready for bed.

Posted by: RC | Feb 9, 2005 1:34:53 PM

My feet hurt and I was totally exhausted

Posted by: links of london | Feb 25, 2011 4:39:40 AM

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