So Butters is back.
He brought with him the rainy season and great power and water, so I’ve
decided to keep him. At least until we
move again – at which point I may be sharing with a newly-hired service
worker in the area or... something. I’m on
a need-to-know basis. I think all of us
are, really – it’s a regional hazard.
Work is going... fairly well, aside from a few
differences in opinion surrounding teamwork and efficiency. I’m noting a few difficulties in reporting
from the field, and I find myself wondering if I’d be any more consistent if I
hadn’t had water in days and my hair was still smouldering from dinner. Combined with cell phone connections from the
Paleozoic era, it’s no wonder we’ve had to strive to attain cohesive monthly
reports.