It's 6:45 and all is quiet and buttoned up for the night. It's a little more than two hours after 'knock off,' so the staff are long gone.
I've been getting many things done without constant demands on my time. Even though all of the expats continue to work, the official workday ends at 4:30. There's an unwritten rule that no requests are made and no problems are dealt with between departments in this peaceful time. No one will ask about their antivirus software being up to date, no one will ask for a box to be stored in the warehouse, no one will request an extension cord. And I won't ask for computers to be backed up or for pharmacy drugs to be updated in first aid kits. We're all on our own. And it is lovely. I get forms filled out, requests submitted, orders processed and schedules clarified. All of the little details of the day are caught in this time. It's a sieve that prevents the loss of all those tiny particles of information that seem to drain out of the day once the team goes home.
But it's dinner time now. Tomorrow is Thursday, which means I'm up early to fuel the fleet.
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