Okay, I've had enough. I am DONE with this deployment. Where do I pick up my husband?
Can I swim there?
How about run? I can totally do that...as long as its not any farther than 13.1 miles...crap.
Nothing in particularly bad has happened this week or lately, I am just tired of it all.
I am tired of solo parenting. I thought having a two year old was bad, but its only getting worse as we approach three. It used to be cute when she told me "No", not so much anymore. I want to be able to take a shower without worrying about what Little Miss is going to get into, Mommy is in the shower time for a makeover! I want to be able to spend time on the laptop without feeling guilty that Little Miss is having to play all by herself, at least if Hubs is home he can keep her entertained while I am starting endlessly at Pinterest. On the up side, I somehow managed to potty train her.
Oops, I just realized I put her to bed without her night time diaper on. Guess I'll be doing MORE laundry tomorrow...
I am tired of changing the cat litter, taking out the garbage, and mowing the lawn. I am ready for the man slave to come home.
I am tired of dealing with it all alone. So much has happened this deployment, its been nearly overwhelming. While Hubs has been there for me as much as he could be, its hard when they are thousands of miles away and in a different time zone. Honestly, I feel like I don't want him to stress out as much as I do so I don't make that big of a deal out of it (to him). How will Hubs being stressed on deployment help out at all? I am just exhausted. No matter how much sleep I get I am just drained by the end of the day. I have alot on my plate and even more on my mind; I am ready to have my husband home to help manage everything.
I am ready to feel attractive again, to feel sexy. I have been working my ass off and I'm ready to have someone "appreciate it". I could expound on this even more, but I'll keep it classy folks. You all know where this is going...
So from here on out, I am jam-packing my schedule in the hopes that time will fly by even faster. Festivals for the next 3 weekends full of screaming kids? You betcha. Coming up with sewing projects just because? Definitely. Working out both at the gym AND running around the neighborhood? Damn right.
Who knows, I may get so tired of waiting for Homecoming that I may have to run to get my sailor...better train hard.