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My Life Thus Far
2009-06-10 07:54:28 (UTC)

A Wonderful Honor

I'm thinking of doing a little introspection. I'd like to
know why it is lately I haven't been wanting to write. My
diary used to be an integral part of my evening routine. I
hardly ever missed a night and if I did, I'd catch up the
next morning. Lately I've had to force myself into writing
on several occasions. I think a lot of it has to do with
my mental state. I'm doing much better these days and I'm
very grateful for that. I'll consider not NEEDING to write
a good thing :)

I'm pretty sure I wrote Friday, so in the briefest
possible way, I'll get caught up on the few days I missed:

SATURDAY:
I spent the better part of the day cleaning out the RAV
and getting it back to the condition it was in when Dan
and Helena gave it to us. The kids are terrible when it
comes to getting rid of their trash and remembering to
remove all the stuff they take into it. I've got to get
better about policing that.

Saturday night I went out on the town. A friend of mine
and I went to the Clearwater Casino to try our hand at the
slots. I'd never gambled before, but I ended up doing
okay. I put $20 on the little card they gave me and I
cashed out $116.60. I'm sure if I'd been willing to gamble
more I might of won more, but the opposite could have
happened just as easily and I hate throwing money away, so
I played it conservative.

I passed my first sobriety test very early Sunday morning!
When you come through the gate at night you have to turn
off your headlights. Well, everything is automated on the
RAV and I rarely come on base at night, so I somehow
didn't manage to get the headlights turned back on. Before
I could even get 100 feet passed the gate, base police
pulled me over. I told the officer I hadn't been drinking
(not even a sip of one drink), but he still had me get out
and do the sobriety test. I passed, but it was a little
irritating not to be believed. I was in no way exhibiting
signs of inebriation. My friend said the only reason the
officer made me get out was because I had on a short
dress. I don't believe that was the case, but if it was
I'm flattered :) I've worked hard for this body. I don't
mind being exploited just a little!

SUNDAY:
Nothing happened on Sunday. Literally. I was so exhausted
from being out late the night before and then having to
get up with the kids that I had no energy to do anything
but the necessities. I ended up falling asleep half an
hour after the kids. I slept 11 hours and woke up Monday
morning feeling like a new woman!

MONDAY:
Gen and I did the Starbucks thing for the first time in
weeks. We live 20 minutes from each other, yet life still
gets in the way. After coffee we did a little shopping at
Target. Both of us had a few things to pick up.

I got a letter from Annie's school yesterday. At first I
thought it was going to be something negative, but when I
opened it I was pleasantly surprised. Annie's science fair
project was selected to go to the Washington State Science
and Engineering Fair in 2010! It's up to her whether or
not she goes (it's not mandatory), but just being invited
to participate is a wonderful honor. I'm so proud of her!

Helena sent the kids and I a little package (it was an
eventful mail day yesterday). Inside the package were new
swim suits for all the kids and a check for me. $100
towards Snookums' homecoming dress. Helena was so
impressed with my weight loss when she came to visit back
in April that she wanted to help me get the perfect dress
for when I pick Jason up from the ship (in 19 days)! A
friend of mine (also a Stennis wife) and I are planning a
girls day out to get mani/pedi's and go dress shopping the
week before the ship gets here. I can't wait!

TODAY:
Normal. I went to the gym, came home and showered,
cleaned, took care of the children, cooked dinner, put
them to bed and here I sit. I had an on-call, but they
didn't need me.

All day I've felt rather sullen. I can't say anything in
particular has got me down. I just feel kind of blah. Time
isn't passing fast enough now that the end of this
deployment is near. The first 4 1/2 months flew by at
record speed. Now these last few weeks are dragging like
you wouldn't believe. One day feels like a week. Today
felt like it would never end and tomorrow feels like it
will never come. I want my husband home. I'm so burned out
with the everyday monotony. I'm sick of cleaning and being
the only one taking care of 3 kids. I want my partner home
and even though it's only 19 days until I get him home, it
might as well be an eternity, because that's what it feels
like! There's nothing I can do to make the time go by any
faster. I just have to keep myself busy (as usual) and
keep working towards my goal - my welcome home body :)
Ciao.




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