Friday, January 30, 2015

Tick Tock

All the fun of His return has started.


Hair Appointments

Nail Appointments

New Clothes

Cleaning the House

Getting the Boys Ready


And waiting the last few days and hours. The time just crawls by when you get to this point. I know when He gets on His first flight but I don't know anything else until He lands at the closest airport. Sometime soon He will step on US soil again. Sometime soon He will board the last plane and fly home to me.

Why can't I just fast forward to the moment of my first hug?

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Dates and Times

We finally have the information I have wanted for the last eight months. I know when Daddy will fly into the nearby city. The deployment is almost over but it really takes weeks or months for our family to recover from so much time apart.

We have tried to keep our "lifestyle" while He was on the other side of the world. It is really hard. I am naturally submissive and like to follow Him but when He deploys I have to take over so many of His normal roles. I have spent eight months doing the things that normally fall on His shoulders. I did what I wanted, when I wanted and did not wait for permission or for His blessings. I have to hand back over all of my freedom when Daddy gets off the plane. It will be an adjustment....I think that is just a nice way to say hell. It takes a lot of pushing and pulling and shaping to get everything to fit again.

Our relationship will never be what it was before He left. We are not the same people we were when we kissed goodbye. We can't go back. Once all our pieces are put back together I do feel we will be stronger and better than before.


Saturday, January 24, 2015

Done. Just Done.

He still is not home.

We don't know when He will be home.

I am so done with this deployment.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Schools and Problems

It has been a crazy week. I don't even know where to start on this.

Our oldest came in this week and announced that he was being transferred out of his PE class and put into art. I was a little surprised since we had not had any notice and he LOVES to take PE. I of course started asking all the questions.

Did you get into trouble?
       Seriously??? (I even got the eye roll. lol)
Did they move only you?
       No
How do you feel about this move?
       Its ok. My friends moved too. And I might like Art. 
What do you want me to do about this?
       Just leave it alone. I don't want to leave my friends. 
Why do you think they moved you?
       Well....Ummm.... (He knew I would not like the answer. He was so right)

Well after a lot of questions this Momma was PISSED.

D was moved to art (along with 11 other boys) because they are "SKINNY". The school then moved 12 "FAT" kids into their place.

WHAT THE FUCK???

My son was discriminated against because he is healthy and has great genes from his Dad. And I feel so sorry for the other 23 boys they did this too. I was beyond upset and waited until D was at school the next day to tell Daddy. To say the least, Daddy was pissed (and thankfully on the other side of the world.)

I spent that morning at the school talking to the principle and trying to understand what they were thinking. Apparently they were not thinking. He told me that some kids just needed more time in the gym than our son did and that D could use some time in art.

I really wanted to throw things and yell but I kept my cool. D will enjoy his time in art and then in 6 weeks we will move. He has always been allowed to make these decisions and I will not change that now.

This is the second time this school district has discriminated against my boys. I am so over New Mexico.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

January

The month of January is slowly going by. I have someone installing new flooring in the main part of the house, repairing some base boards, and other general flooring stuff so my house has been torn apart for two weeks. Thankfully it is all almost done and I now get to paint and stain the last of it.

January was also when He was coming home but the Military has decided again that they are more important than our schedule. So He will be home in February. And we have to move across the country before March 1. This just doesn't work in my mind. We asked for a delay but it was turned down. I just don't know what to do. I am looking at houses online and we have a Realtor that is really nice. I just don't want to be homeless with two kids, three dogs, a cat, a tortoise, four fish, and a snake. I don't think it would be fun.

So I am working on the house - trying to keep it show ready for potential renters/buyers. The boys seem to think that they can destroy everything each night and some magic fairy cleans it up for them in the morning. I am so sick of picking up Legos and making beds. I will say that I am very happy with the way the house looks.  I wish we could live in a staged house all the time but I am sure I would eventually miss all my things I have put into storage.