Stinky, sucky, crappy, shitty...all words to describe Steve's July work schedule.
His schedule came out on Monday. It sucks. I was in a funk all day about it. I was in such a funk about it, I purposefully didn't talk about July plans with family because I just had to process all the shitty-ness. I am sure Steve was in a funk also, but I didn't notice since he was working and we didn't talk much on the phone.
Why is it shitty, you ask? Well, there are a number of reasons. Let's list them all out, just to rub salt in the wounds.
- He has 11 days off next month. For perspective on our norm, he usually has about 14 (give or take) days off a month. For the non-aviation person, don't say "well, I only have 8 days off a month, must be *so* hard" because I will punch you in the face. For the aviation person, you know how hard this is. We will basically not be spending much time with Steve next month. Since my love language is physical touch, and since the person who physically touches me won't be around much, that means my love tank won't be full. That means I will probably be spending the whole month pissed off since my love tank is on E...all the while Steve feeling helpless since he is only 3,000 miles away on any given day.
- He has his PC. I don't know why a three day block for a PC makes the entire monthly schedule shitty, but it does. At least it is at the beginning of the month, so the damn monkey can get off Steve's back and the rest of the month won't be stressful.
- He worked his bid so that he could get a block of days off so we can go to the lake for a couple days. I like that he will be off for the lake, but it fucked with everything else. Steve was focused on making the PC and lake block top priority, therefore causing all the other days of the month go to shit.
- EVERY SINGLE PAIRING ENDS WITH A RED-EYE. He has six trips next month, and each and every single one ends in a red-eye. That is right folks, my pilot husband is going to be just a big-ol'-ball of sunshine when he gets home from work....and then again around 7p that night, when he hits the wall. Times SIX people! We are going to have SIX rounds of this. I am sure you can feel the excitement in the air!
--an off shoot from this: I have NO clue how he is going to continue his marathon training. He will have to juggle runs (that will take hours at a time) with preparing for red-eyes and coming off red-eyes. I will not complain about this, I will support him. I will not complain about this, I will support him. I will not complain about this, I will support him.
- I won't be able to volunteer without having to arrange babysitting. I may have to take the entire month off from volunteering. I made a commitment, and I hate that I may have to break it.
- and last and most disappointing, Steve will be missing CC's birthday. On CC's birthday, we won't be able to spend that day as a family. Even video-chatting Steve won't make it better. Ben and I will be the only two singing Happy Birthday to CC. Steve should be there. A father should always be there for a child's birthday. We will have a party over the weekend for her, and I am thankful that Steve will be there for that. But, Steve being gone for CC's actual day just stings.
Steve did his best to bid a good schedule. Most times he is a pro at it, and he gets really nice schedules...schedules that we are used to and handle just fine. Both the kids and I rely on what has been the "normal" work schedule for Steve. Due to the complexity of the PC and the lake, the computer spit out the worst schedule.
I will try my hardest to make the most of next month. Usually I am all rosy and optimistic about things, but I am not too rosy about this. I am truly not looking forward to next month...at all. Our whole "normal" will be out of whack. I know that Steve is not the only pilot that got a shitty schedule in July. Summer = crap schedules for pilots. Chances are Steve will get a crappy August schedule too. He won't have a PC to bid around, which helps. But, I am still preparing for the worst.
I have said it plenty of time before: pilot families are an adaptable bunch of people. We will make do. But, it still sucks.