hanging by a thread

It is 6:00 pm. I am sitting at my desk at work. I brought my research project with me tonight, to utilize the momentum of the focus I have at work to propel me into my academic tasks for the evening. Tonight Philip had to drive to London to pick up his Wing Commander. He has another General visiting this week (two weeks in a row has made for verrrrry high stress levels and working a lot --- so much for Monday being a federal holiday -- when he's not in his office he is at home answering email on the blackberry. I feel so bad for the guy! He has SO much on his plate as the DO (director of operations - usually a job of someone who has been in the military 10 years, NOT 2), trying to coordinate interviews and paperwork for a careerfield change while he'll be in the desert during half the process (not sure if they'll even let him apply to crosstrain since he'll be deployed which would be a SERIOUS BUMMER), getting ready for the deployment/trying to sort out reworking holiday travel plans AND dealing with the paperwork and red tape involved with moving on to base within the next 5 weeks or so. We're plodding along, greatful for our jobs but feeling absolutely spent.

I'm down to T minus 10 days for my comps and 3 more weeks on the research proposal. Your prayers are carrying both Philip & I as we dangle here by a thread. Thank you. We continue to covet them. The grace of God is the only thing that is carrying us through this chaotic time.