I'm too tired to think of a title for this one

I reached a new milestone in my career advancement. Unfortunately it's the kind of milestone that makes one want to jump overboard.

This job can be stressful at times, most especially so upon the person in charge. I have seen my cell managers go nearly cross-eyed from the stress and the sleep deprivation required by a troublesome assignment, and I always wondered if I would have the kind of commitment to take responsibility for the job that way.

Well last night it turns out I did, and now I just want to cry.

I left to take a brief nap before we picked up our tools and put them in the hole to start drilling. When I returned from my nap my night hand informed me that the entire network we had set up in our unit was down. We spent the next four hours troubleshooting it, and by the end of the night a second of our three computers had bitten the dust. Once we had the bare minimum of data processing programs running on our third and "last vestige of hope" computer, I went to bed with instructions to my night hand to wake me up when I was needed to help pick up BHA. A mere 70 minutes later at the friendly hour of 2:15am, I got the knock on my bedroom door and the next round of work began.

I've been riding waves of energy, and at my low ebbs I've snuck in a couple of cat naps in my ever-increasingly uncomfortable office chair. Pretty soon my night hand will wake up from his few hours of sleep and come out to give me relief.

The directional driller commented on my lack of sleep and as an afterthought said, "Well, this is the most critical part of the well." Right. Thanks for the reminder. Looks like I won't be leaving my post anytime soon today.