Meh.

Oh Friday, how I do love thee!

This work week has sapped my brain like, well I don't know, but I do know that right now I have the IQ of toast. (mmm. toast!)

Swiss is struggling with his role over in theatre right now. And I am struggling to not be insanely happy about it. No, not happy that he is struggling, happy about his role. See, Swiss is used to being the tip of the sword. He is used to being the one in charge. He is used to doing things the right way. And none of those things are happening right now.

He is in an office and slated to be the 'mayor' of their new FOB. I am happy as a clam because I know he will be safer. I can rest much easier at night not worrying about him out on foot patrols and conducting raids. But I am doing my best to be supportive and understanding of his wish to be doing more.

I honestly think that he would be happy just doing more in his current assignment, and I suppose the 'boredom' of being in transition isn't helping anything. He is frustrated that there is little for them to do... frustrated that he is thousands of miles away from home with no discern able task to do. I, on the other hand, am pleased as punch that he is tucked away in a safe place. But I suppose this is a good problem to have, so I will cease and desist.

I am off to enjoy a glass or two of wine, draw and watch silly TV. I hope everyone has a great weekend!