Sam is gone now (not why I'm down) and I'm anxious about going home in a few days. It should be good.
As annoying as it may be for me to completely beat around the bush, please bare with me. Today sucked so badly. Like, sooooooooo badly. And to top it off the computers are down where Josh is (they're remodeling their media/computer room) and so everyone is using the phones and Josh can't ever find a free phone to call me. As Un-American as this may sound, I HATE THE MILITARY. I don't feel like explaining myself and I hope no idiotic numb skull gets on here and comments about what our troops do for us and yadda yadda yadda. Trust me, I know, and I'm appreciative. I just want my husband home. I want to be able to talk to him on a regular basis and have him see his son grow up. I know that this is what we signed up for, and I'm not trying to whine (yes I am). It just sucks and I may have to live with it, but I don't have to like it.
Okay, I'll just say it - I looked a lot better before I had a kid.