Madly In Love
He works so hard, my Engineer does.
For months, my dining room table has not had a beautiful tablecloth draped across it, but a swath of various codes, books, and papers.
Instead of dining together we have had a disjointed eating arrangement whereby Engineer sequesters himself away and Diva and I are left to eat in the den.
All of this so that Engineer could prepare for an exam that is a game changer - the exam that qualifies him for a Professional Engineer's License.
Passing that 8 hour exam means that he is worthy to be able to stamp the drawings of buildings as accurately designed and stable structures. It also means that if he were to overlook a mistake, the blame would fall on him. It's a very heavy burden to bear.
I appreciate that the process is not a flippant one. Much like surgeons or pilots I trust the people who are designing the buildings I am in, the Engineers, are experts in their fields who have many many hours of instruction and experience and a serious and stringent screening process to weed out the
Engineer has read and posty note tabbed book after code after standard in preparation of this exam. He took several timed practice tests and ended up wheeling three milk crates filled with materials on a dollie (that's a hand truck to those not from these parts) into the exam with him.
That is dedication: dedication to his company - they paid for part of his schooling, dedication to his profession - he wants to be the best he can be at his job, and dedication to his family - he wants to be able to provide for us.
What a great example to Diva of perseverance, work ethic, and at the very least, study habits.
I am so proud of him that I could burst.
Thank you Engineer for working so hard to be the very best you can be at all that you do.
Thank you Lord that I can get my dining room table back, well, until the structural specialization exam...but I don't want to think about that now.
This is part of GratiTuesday because I am so grateful that it is all over...for a little while...