F U

Joe's on his way home, so I'd better calm my ass down.  It's hot here.  I'm sweaty.  And I have to go to a function that I don't want to go to later this evening.  It started out as being a farewell for Joe from some of the guys he works closest with.  He did not ask for it; it was offered.  Well, the guy that offered is having pesticide sprayed today, so it go switched to another guy's house.  (I guess you can't reschedule a spraying, eh?)  Well, information has been slow coming, but we finally got a time nailed down yesterday...and we were asked to bring 8-10 hamburger patties.  Kind of weird for a farewell that's for Joe, but whatever.  So then I hear just a few minutes ago that it's actually the new host's birthday, and so it's become more of a BBQ birthday party.  Uh, what the fuck? 

AND.  The host's wife is nuts.  To meet her, you wouldn't think so.  When I first met her I thought she was really nice and personable.  Then, at the end of last summer just before we came home from the hospital with Maddie, that wife had her nutty spell.  Her husband was deployed for THREE WEEKS, and she hooked up with another dude, started clearing out the bank account, and was getting ready to bug out.  I remember Joe getting a panicked phone call to go over and get the husband's car before she tried to take that too.  Husband had to come home early from deployment because of all this, which is HUGE.  Somehow, they've decided to stay together, which from what I hear seems like it's more or less to just torture each other.  The bottom line is that there's a lot of drama, and I don't want to go hang out with that.  But Joe wants me to just set it all aside and be friendly.  Oh, okay. 

Another stressor is all of the clearing....which is military speak for giving all your crap back to the military so you can part ways.  I hear they may even return your soul for a small fee.  But anyway.  So Joe has to clear at multiple levels of Army-ness, and then clear medically and this and that and the other.  It's a bit stressful.  His days are full at work with all that, and then he's home sorting through stuff or following up with job stuff.  Some day, I'd like to sit down and have a conversation with him again. 

A positive in the midst of all this is that he FINALLY got a call back about a job he applied to along with a "shotgun" on the spot interview.  It's a contractor position (for something stateside) located in the southwest.  His application/resume has been sent on to the the next level of little review, and he should hear something back in the next few days.  The guy sounded very positive on the phone, which is soooo wonderful.  Very wonderful.  I know Joe was starting to really doubt himself.  He's worked hard these years in the Army, and to apply for jobs for months and hear nothing...shitty.  The downside is that it sounds like they'll want him soon if he gets it.  Which makes me panic.  I mean, in order to have a job, it's certainly worth it for him to go ahead and leave me here.  But how the hell do I pack, clean, take care of Maddie, and move everything without him?  Also, I'd hoped that we'd have a minute in between things.  You know, decompress a bit.  I thought writing this out would help, but my eye is starting to twitch. 

Annnnd, Joe's home.  Good news - he apparently "tweaked" his back again today.  Right-o.

PS.  Please, do not mention anything about the job call-back on Facebook.  Haven't told the family yet, and I really do not feel like answering a lot of questions.  K-thanks.