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This Is Torture

Lady Jess — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 14:12:00 +0000

It’s been 7 months now since I last saw my husband. I have less than a month until I finally get two weeks with him. But of course the closer that gets, the slower the time goes. I’m trying everything to absorb my time, and my mind, and somtimes it works. We’re back to not getting to talk all that much, that isn’t helping. So far I have…

* Gotten my “nook” from Barnes and Noble. I added several books to it this week such as Rhett Butler’s People, Twenties Girl, The Blind Side, The Lovely Bones, The Last Song (Nicholas Sparks), and Dragon Keeper. I started with Rhett Butler (shocking right?) and so far I’m enjoying it. Reading on this thing is awesome. I really can’t explain why. Aside from carrying a purse sized library around, and not having to turn pages or worry about losing my place.

*Played through Dragon Age: Origins yet again. But this time I wrote (well I’m still writing) my character’s story. I even gave it it’s own blog. That way, if I want to do it again with my next playthrough, or continue it with the expansion, I’m not flooding this blog with it.

Between the reading, playing and writing the days do seem to go faster. But after seven months…just not fast enough.

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It's Over…

Lady Jess — Fri, 01 Dec 2006 17:47:00 +0000

It feels like it was all a long drawn out nightmare. I went to the hangar yesterday after hearing the plane was landing in 20 minutes down the road at Eileson. I dropped my daughter’s lunch off, and promptly fell on my ass, buising both my left hip and butt. That hurts today. I then stopped at the shopette to get something quick to eat and headed over to the hangar where the guys would be bused in. I didn’t take my camera, just my palm corder. So there are no pics of our greeting. But I’m sure you can imagine.

In four years I have never spotted him in even the small company formations. This time I did. I watched all the rows march past me, and was going to stick with my plan to just stand and let him find me. That’s what we agreed on. Well then the last row passed and there he was. I have the video, I’ll upload and post it later. You can see exactly (and hear) when I spotted him, because the camera gets very shakey. I’m talking it looks like earthquake footage. I waited and waited for the Col’s short speech to end, and it was short. Under a minute actually. As soon as dismissed was called I was of like hell wouldn’t have me, I saw him starting to move, and as he turned I leaped…literally flew into his arms, feet OFF the floor, and he, to his credit caught me in the air. And stayed on his feet. It can’t be easy catching 118 pounds of flying wife but he did…lol!

Now it’s like he never left. Like I woke up from a long nightmare. The only thing making it real is the stories he’s been telling me about his time there. And I could listen to that all day. He’s very open about things he did, saw etc, both good and not, and I’m relieved about that. And I love listening. We stepped right back into place when he walked into the house. He hasn’t really missed much, with our children being over. And with a 13 year old daughter, what he has missed he’d rather deny happening…lol! The biggest difference was going to sleep last night, being able to turn off my computer, not worry, and not sit here waiting to hear from him. I can now look across the room and speak to him whenever I want. Life is good.

To my friends with soldiers still deployed, who are dealing with everything I just put behind me (temporary though it might be) I wish this for you, and pray that you have happy reunions and your time passes quickly.

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Can It Be?

Lady Jess — Thu, 30 Nov 2006 16:16:00 +0000

Could I actually be done with this deployment? After so many long days, and let downs this week, where I went back to deployment mode from excited waiting I can’t believe it. I’m back to excited waiting now, butterflies in my stomach. I feel like after 15 months I’m meeting this wonderful man I’ve been dating and falling in love with online. Seriously, that’s what it feels like. For us it’s almost a new beginning. We managed to actually come out of this stronger as a couple, and that’s a good thing. I’ve seen too many troubled marriages blamed on deployment, and I believe now more than before it has to be shakey to start with if a separation can destroy it. Just my opinion.

I have learned alot in the last 15 and a half months. I’ve realized I have more patience than anyone thought, including me. I’m a hell of alot stronger than I ever gave myself credit for. But I’m ready for the credits to roll and to exit stage left now. Hair and makeup is done, I’m dressed, and ready to walk out that door. Just waiting for the call….And it looks like the kids are going to be in school when he gets in, so I get some time alone with him. Guess it’s time to see if everything still works like it did before the hysterectomy…*grins* sorry TMI:P

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Same Shit Different Day

Lady Jess — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 20:06:00 +0000

Still waiting. Waiting for updates, news, him, life to be normal again. Waiting to know he’s safe, waiting to get ready, waiting waiting waiting. This is supposed to be a happy time. Every day that passes with no news, feels like hell. Every day that we wait is another day I won’t have with him before he goes to school for a month, another day we don’t get to ourselves as a family before company comes to visit for two weeks. Another night that I go to bed alone. Another day that I get to tell my children “I don’t know” when they ask when is Daddy coming, especially since they see so many of their friends getting their’s back. Another day that I have to tell his family “I don’t know”. I don’t want another day of I don’t know. I want our happy ending. I want it yesterday. Most of all I just want to know he’s safe.

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Stick A Spork In Me

Lady Jess — Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:23:00 +0000

I’m mentally whipped. I’m angry. I’m angry that no matter how many times I say I don’t want to hear rumors they keep getting blabbed in my ear, and then the blabber gets pissed when I actually get cranky about it. I just want my husband home. At the very least I want him out of that place. If I have to wait a little longer to get him here that’s ok if I just knew he was out of there. Geez I thought the last 15 months was hard, but this is pure torture. Don’t take me wrong, I’m excited, my heart races just thinking about it. I’m just out of patience. Anyone that knows me knows that for me to hold on to what little patience I was born with (which wasn’t much) is a miracle in itself. Now I’m hanging on by a very thin thread. I have one nerve left and heaven help the person that gets on it.

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ACK

Lady Jess — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 22:57:00 +0000

How is it I’ve been working all day and got nothing done? I haven’t talked to Hubby but got the news that I wanted, he’s not in that hell hole anymore. I don’t know when he’ll get here. Seriously, no idea. I think my in laws might think I know more than I’m telling them but really, I’m clueless. I think they had some of our guys on a speeding bullet as fast as they got here. Yeesh!!! Which of course has me in a panic trying to get my house ready. Clothes are picked out. However my cami that I want to wear is AWOL. Hopefully it’s in the load of unmentionables that’s washing. I ran out and got him pillows (he can’t be sleeping on my shams…lol), ended up with a whole new sheet set, extra pillowcases and 2 pillows for $22. Can’t complain. The sheets are on, and sprayed with my silky sheets spray. The upstairs bathroom needs swept and mopped and the stairs need vacuumed, then I can concentrate on downstairs. I haven’t been reading or writing much, but congrats to those that got their Husbands home in the last few days!!

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Loose Lips

Lady Jess — Thu, 23 Nov 2006 03:35:00 +0000

Ya know what pisses me off? People that should know better doing stupid shit. Such as people that know better broadcasting to the free world when troops are moving towards home. I don’t mean just saying soon, I don’t mean saying in the next couple weeks. I mean DATES! The date they’re leaving!! Have our soldiers not been delayed enough? For fucks sake people get a clue!! I haven’t heard from mine since Monday, I have a headache, I’m in a bad mood, and I really would like to sew up some loose lips.

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Accomplishments Today

Lady Jess — Tue, 21 Nov 2006 06:25:00 +0000

Hair – Red
Boxes in Lizz’s Garage – Gone
Lizz’s Vacuuming and swiffering – Done
Bedroom Prepared – 40%
Living Room – 40%
Kitchen – 50%
Front Hallway – 1%
Bathrooms – Don’t ask
Laundry- gathered

I think I’m just going to putter at this stuff all week. Saving the dusting, mopping, vacuuming until the moment he hits US Soil. Otherwise I’ll just have to redo it anyhow. I plan to get it down to about 3 hours work, and as soon as I hear they’ve hit the states, I’ll get started on that, get showered, dressed, hair done and ready to walk out the door. Shit…what am I wearing? Well expect pictures with options and possibly a poll.

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Whats My Problem

Lady Jess — Mon, 20 Nov 2006 01:11:00 +0000

I got the news I wanted, I now just have to wait. Waiting I can do. Obviously. I’ve waited 15 months. I have gotten nothing done. Ok, I scooped poopsicles, and I wiped down the front of the fridge. You would think I’d be madly going through my house scouring and perfecting, and getting ready. You would think I’d be bursting with energy and going crazy to get things done. No. I’m procrastinating. WTF? This is what I’ve been waiting for. Maybe tomorrow after I get my hair done I’ll feel like it’s really happening. I did get Daisy new toys, and her salmon oil. Apparently the combination of pumpkin, raw egg and salmon oil tastes good. Glad I’m not a dog.

I need a kick in the ass. Seriously. I just can’t get moving!!!!

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Almost Only Counts In Horseshoes, Hand Grenades, and Deployment

Lady Jess — Sun, 19 Nov 2006 01:41:00 +0000

I have a house to prepare for homecoming. It currently looks like a hurricane came through. So what did I do today? I got all my thanksgiving stuff, bought Daisy her RAW feeding items (what I can get up here), and let me tell you they sure give you strange looks when you come through with a bunch of chicken hearts, livers, gizzards, and wings..lol! Yes Daisy gets spoiled. But feeding RAW is healthier, with less fillers. She still eats her kibble (again, spoiled getting one especially for GSD’s), until we get to WA and have access to all the needed ingredients to feed purely RAW. By the way, RAW is mor economical than bagged food. That surprised me. So today was menu day.

Daisy’s Daily Menu…

Morning: one raw egg, a spoonful of pumpkin, mixed with salmon oil.
Afternoon: Kibble served at half the regular measure.
Evening: 2-3 wing drumettes, chicken hearts (2), Chicken Liver (1), Chicken Gizzards (1-3)
Snack: occasional baked sweet potato (when I can get them)

Now for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is coming late this year. I’m waiting til hubby is home. The menu includes…

Morning: Egg Nog and Cinnamon Rolls
Dinner: 20lb turkey, garlic and mushroom stuffing (in the bird), buttermilk biscuits, sweet potato casserole, candied yams (yes both), mashed potatoes, and pumpkin pies.

I also got some goodies for hubby to come home to. A 6 pack of Bud, carton of smokes, oreos, sour cream an onion chips, and a special cigar. I hate cigars, and usually forbid them in the house but this is a special occasion. I’m so nervous right now, once I hear from him tomorrow I’ll be fine. I’ll breathe and start running around like a headless chicken getting ready. I have an appointment Monday to get my hair done. I can’t wait to have him home with me, to take care of him, and cook for him, and do…stuff with him *grins*. I’m saying my prayers that he remains safe and comes home safe.

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