I went on Facebook today and all I saw splattered across everyone's wall was Mardi Gras cheer. All I'm doing is working way too many hours while my life is passing me by in Kuwait. Welcome to my 'pity party'! These projects / deadlines are killing me and I'm starting to resent my job. Sometimes I feel like quitting and just flying home to America. Where I can have enough free time to actually have a real life and celebrate Mardi Gras with my friends and family.
I mentioned this to my Hayati this week when I was complaining about my job. He threatened to put a travel ban on my ass if I even tried to leave Kuwait. I think he is changing his mind about getting married because I’ve turned into 'neurotic girl' over the stress from my job and lack of sleep. I start to yawn halfway through dinner in the middle of his conversation about his day. He loves to tell me all about his job which is really important and I can barely keep my eyes open from only getting 3 – 5 hours sleep.
If only I could take 2 weeks away from my job and fly back to enjoy Mardi Gras in my native Louisiana. I’ve been daydreaming about it all day. I can even taste the cold Dixie beer and fresh Alligator road kill for dinner.