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In a way, we military wives tend to be a bit like recruiters. We have seen the good, the bad, and the ugly when it comes to living the military lifestyle. We know what its like to deal with paperwork screw-ups, frequent moves, and constantly having to readjust our lives to keep up with the military. Yet, even with all the bad we are still there encouraging our fellow mil-spouses to keep our strength and to “enlist” in the lifestyle.

I know that I personally feel this way. Lately I feel I haven’t been as supportive as I could be. The Army has us doing the “hurry up and wait” routine and it is getting frustrating. We have yet to receive orders–even though Michael has been done with training for his new MOS for 5 weeks. We have had to be seperated by 900 miles for over an extra month because they can’t get our paperwork processed.
I am trying to stay upbeat-but it is difficult sometimes.

Well–not too much longer. We’re getting so close–so of course there is more stress. I move all of our stuff from the apartment to a storage building a week from today–then I get to live with my parents for a couple of weeks-not too much looking forward to that too much. I like having my own space, my own stuff.

I’m trying to get everything packed up for the move. He got contacted by his sponsor yesterday-and it looks like we’re going to end up at Schofield Barracks instead of Fort Shafter. I kind of wish we were going to be at Fort Shafter still–at least the housing would’ve been much faster. We’ll figure it out somehow.

Whatever..just a couple weeks and I get to be with my husband again. That makes it all better…

Well-Michael left today for the field. So no talking to the hubby until Friday. So that sucks-but I guess the positive spin on it is that it means we are almost done with training and can get on with our lives.

In good news though– I GOT MY NEW PHONE!! Thank goodness! I didn’t think I could take another day of a crappy phone.

I have always been a major pack-rat…I keep stuff I should’ve gotten rid of a long time ago; clothes/shoes I know I’ll never wear again, notes from highschool, textbooks from college that I will never use & even the stores won’t buy back…just so much random crap that just sits in boxes for no particular reason other than the fact that I can’t bare to let loose of it.
Over the past 6 months though I have gotten rid of so much stuff. I had to move without Michael and I just started throwing stuff away. Now in the last few weeks I have been at it again–going through and getting rid of stuff again. I’ve thrown some stuff away-and sold some stuff online. It’s like I’m trying to declutter my life–which I’m sure is a good thing-but then again, what if I regret it later?

I feel like a complete wreck. Its so stupid but I feel like all I have been doing is breaking down the last few days. I keep going from being really angry to crying like a big baby. Kincaid fell asleep early tonight so I climbed in the tub to take a nice hot bubble bath–read a book–and try to relax. Instead I end up bawling…I tend to do my best (??) crying in the bathtub. Not quite sure why-but its so true. Then of course I almost got out with only one shaved leg. *sigh*

I miss my husband…that’s all…

I feel like my head is totally somewhere else. I’m just ready to move and be with Michael again. I hate this waiting game and not knowing what is going on!! Just like another 5 weeks…I just keep trying to tell myself it will be here soon.

I am so proud of myself right now. Over the last few days I have sold several items over Craigslist. This is a big deal because I am quite a pack rat. I don’t like to get rid of anything.

I went through and have sold a lot of baby items and clothing that we no longer need…as well as random other items. And with this money I’ve been able to pretty much get the items we did need that we didn’t have. Now we have a “new” dining set and living room furniture. I also got a cheap bookcase. I want to buy one of those “sit-n-stroll” combination stroller for when we PCS next month. Hopefully I’ll be able to find a good deal on one.

I really hope that the next couple of months fly by. I’m starting to get impatient again. I can always tell when its starting to get to me again because I start trying to plan everything out…researching housing…making tons of to-do lists; not that any of that is really doing any good right now. I know I need to find something besides Kincaid to keep me busy–Netflix isn’t going to be enough, though I am enjoying it.

I’m so tired…it seems like I’m always tired. I wish Michael didn’t have evening classes because our sleep schedules are so different. I feel like we never talk–and when we do–I don’t always know what to say or Kincaid gets fussy.

I just miss my husband. I miss falling asleep next to him. He always gripes that I don’t let him hold me (I can’t help that I get claustrophobic)…but I’d rather have him here and feel like I have no room to breathe–than him be sleeping in another bed almost 900 miles away.