My pleasure.
In my working days I spent several Christmas seasons on a rig somewhere when it was my turn. Everybody there is in the same bag and support one another. It is just the way the business goes. Only a couple of times I was left alone on the beach to tend the store at Christmas. As lonely as that was it was nothing compared to what our fathers and grandfathers endured often as just kids made men very fast.
Having traveled and worked in much of the world there are few places on my bucket list. One stands out to accomplish while I still can. To walk the beaches at Normandy from end-to-end and I want to go alone.
My usual bedtime is between 0100 and 0300 but yesterday I had worked on the addition with the carpenters out in the cold. I was worn out and hit the rack at 2100 knowing I would wake up soon. It was about 2330 that sleep ended and I found your post then read until about 0300 and missed my alarm at 0630!