Should Be Sleeping

Tomorrow the high life ends, as the last of my company leaves, and I return to work in a nine straight day stretch following a whole week off. FML. It's going to suck.

Having Mom here has been great. She needed down time, and so did I. We laid around, ate, and didn't have to get dressed up or go anywhere unless we wanted to. She cooked a couple of great meals and didn't mind serving me, which was wonderful. She enjoyed my pups, and we got on a good Law and Order kick. It was really nice to have her here. I'm actually getting a little choked up about her leaving tomorrow for probably two main reasons: 1) The obvious - I will be alone here again after she's gone and back to dealing with the Ranger School bullshit; 2) She is my mom, and I don't know when I'll see her again, as she lives way out in Cali. Dang. Well, thank god Ron the bug man is coming at 8:30AM tomorrow for our quarterly spraying. I'll have to deal with him and won't have time to be upset, especially just before work. Just like when Joe deployed the day I had our ADT system installed. You can't wail like you want to when there is a strange man climbing around in your attic. Especially when he points out that there is a hole in the roof.

So that's that. Back to work with a million days in a row in front of me. It's good, though, as we need the money. I'm $7300 away from having my student loans paid off. The last few months have stalled my progress with family emergencies and family visits, but that's okay. People first.then money.then things. So I will work hard to get back on track. Yes, back to the mission. Unfortunately, I got my notorious stress rash across my neck and chest a few days ago. I think it's about ran it's course. Bah. As great a time it's been with my family, Joe has always been in the back of my mind. I don't know how he is or anything about his training progress, as the only letter I've gotten was what he wrote on 5/16. It's killer, and it's only been a little over a week. I hope he's doing well and is free from shit bag RIs. Gosh, can this actually be about his level of skill and ability as a leader. Please. So anyway. Yeah, there's some ever present anxiety with that. Will he actually be done in July...or August...or Sept...or? In the meantime, I'm hopeful that no news is good news. Eight hour pass in about ten more days!!! Unless it gets taken away again. In which case I have already told Joe that I am going to start wandering the complex, bat shit crazy, demanding to see my husband. Maybe I'll even take a cue from a patient and clutch a stuffed teddy bear called CJ that I'll say is my 4 month old baby. Sarah said it best with "Maybe we all need a CJ, just not a CJ's mom" - something to hang on to but that won't fuck us up. Yes.