Another swamped day at work but I prefer this over twiddling my thumbs and not having anything worthwhile to do. I must say that I got pretty lucky getting a job here. All the girlfriend’s and wives that jumped on board this island with their partners didn’t manage to get a job with the company.
Even the one month that I was unemployed was becoming a pain after the 2nd week. I would wake up late, eat a nice lunch, grab a book and a few beers and head to the pool. I managed to get a nice tan and somehow lost some weight but I was bored out of my mind. I barely moved since I was still getting adjusted to the Caribbean climate and I had no friends or anyone to talk to after Paul left for work. Wow. That was last July. It’s going to be almost one year since I left the good ol’ US of A. How time flies.