I haven't written anything lately because I've been in a bad mood ever since we finished our first run of drilling, or rather ever since I was obliged to start working again after being on standby immediately following our first run of drilling. I think I was just so physically exhausted after rigging up, that when we finished drilling last Sunday I was so relieved to have a couple days off that the abrupt foreshortening of my standby time threw me into some terrible blue devils.
Since then it's been a struggle to do some of the most mundane tasks, which hasn't made the necessary complex troubleshooting any easier either. Luckily there are a couple of new people out here (my former lead hand was sent home with pink eye, and our third hand was replaced by an expert on the higher-tier tool we're running this section), and they are more than willing to help out with that.
I'm gradually getting myself going again, and now that we're back to drilling this is a lot easier. There's something comforting about the drill bit rotating thousands of feet below and the constant stream of binary data transmitted through the drilling mud that enables me to find my working rhythm; my natural frequency of duty. Productivity is becoming less and less of a struggle these days.
But on Wednesday we have an audit scheduled. One of our managers is apparently hitching a ride on the oil company's swanky helicopter they're flying out here for a day-trip to look over the rig. She thought it would be "fun", and suggested doing an audit on our Measurements While Drilling operations out here in order to justify coming along with them. This means doing a complete inventory of all our tools, filling out endless forms, updating all our computers and making sure that this "chaos" that erupts from the natural order of things out here can be organized into a neat and tidy bundle of information.
I guess it's time to find some more motivation from somewhere...
Maybe tomorrow.
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