They changed their minds about where to stop drilling again. Surprised? I'm sure not -- the oil company's office has proved quite fickle lately. But they did choose to drill 400 feet less than they were planning yesterday, which means we'll be done drilling today. YES. I said TODAY.
I am so excited. During our pre-job meeting for this well well over two months ago, my manager said this job was expected to last 3.5 weeks and take 4 drilling runs. We're now just finishing week 7 and drilling run #8. I first arrived on this rig on the 18th of February, and I've had a total of 9 days off since then. To compare, a person who worked a regular M-F job would have had 14 weekend days since then.
All I can think about is rigging down, getting the heck out of here, finishing the End of Well Report, and then driving to my manager's office in Houston and turning in my two week's notice. I am virtually shaking with anticipation. I am so excited about leaving the oilfield and moving back north that I'm surprised I've been able to pay any attention to this well at all. I have, in fact proven a more than adequate cell manager lately. More than adequate is sufficient for me, since I am far too distracted for any superlative performance.
We have 85 more feet left. We're drilling at 10 feet an hour. I am all a-flutter I can barely contain myself. For all I know, these could be the last 85 feet I drill forever. FOR. EVER. Ah me!
3 comments:
Oh Holly, how did the 85 feet go? What an experience you have had. Two weeks notice! I wonder where you are now, on the rig? or are you driving to your manager's house?
"When I finally got to the summit of Mt.Everest, I felt nothng but a kind of relief that I didn't have to climb any higher," said my friend, who reached the world's highest summit in 1974.
That's a perfect comment, in more ways than one. Besides the obvious relief, both climbing Everest and being a female engineer on an offshore oil rig are two very rare experiences.
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