Slacker That Would Be Me

I have absolutely sucked at keeping up with this blog. The crazy is starting now, though it’s a good crazy. I’m within days of having Hubby home for almost good. As “for good” as the Army allows that is. There’s always schools to complete and work to be done, but the Deployment will be over and that is the important  thing. It has been a long, long year. I’ll be glad to relax again, not jump at the doorbell, not be the ONLY adult, the only one in charge. It’s almost over. well, he’s out of combat, so I guess I can say it IS over, but until he’s here, and in my sight…I can’t completely relax.

Of course, that’s when the craziness really starts. We have to go car shopping, and HOPE we are successful. We have to get as much time together, to do things this summer as possible before his school starts in September. Then after that the moving process begins. Though as he pointed out this morning at least we have 2 months between school and our move, rather than 2 weeks like last time.

But, I do have a small rant. I don’t know exactly when he gets home. I knew last time. But this time command is going BY THE BOOK and then some. Do you know WHEN the spouses will know for certain when their husbands are coming home? TWELVE HOURS before the plane lands. TWELVE HOURS people!! Come on now! I stop and think about spouses that have to work, or have gone home for the deployment and have to travel back here to reunite and think that must really effing SUCK for them. I understand OPSEC, I do. But treating these soldiers’ wives like we’re gonna call up Mr Taliban with the info is just…ugh. Sometimes the Army just makes me want to slap someone. You can understand the reasoning, you can even support it, and it can still piss you off.  Thankfully one of his buddies’ wives is keeping me in the loop.

And…on nice days I’ve gone out with my camera a bit. I did finally get the shot I’ve been trying to get for years…I’ll leave you with that.

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