If I had a nickle for every time a civilian wife told me, "I don't know how you live with your husband gone for so long," I'd be rolling in the dough. But as I was cleaning today, I was thinking of all of the up-sides of Arron being gone so often, whether it's TDY (temporary duty, for you civilians) or deployed.
I'm not saying I like for Arron to leave, but I think it's healthy to try to focus on the bright side of things that I can't control, rather than wallowing in self-pity.
So I've compiled a mental list of things that I like about when Arron's not here....
--The house stays clean once I clean it.
However, this does mean that I can't blame anyone else for my messes...
--I can stay up as late as I want without feeling guilty.
--I get the bed all to myself, and I don't feel like I have a radiator next to me.
--I come home from work and the house is exactly how I left it.
--Less laundry to do.
--Less groceries to buy.
--I don't feel guilty for eating cereal for dinner, or pancakes, or whatever other junk I feel like.
--I get to pick the music I listen to at home.
--I don't have to pick up socks all over our bedroom floor.
--We get a break from each other, because I think every marriage needs space to breathe.
--Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
But most of all, I love that (at least every six months) we have another reunion, and another first kiss, and another honeymoon period where neither of us can do anything wrong.
♥
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
I need to vent.
I missed a midterm. Midterm week is this week, but my professor decided to give it last week. And I missed it. And it's worth 30% of my grade.
Arron TDY'd early this morning and we got in a huge argument before he left.
I was at work until 8:45 tonight doing training for a government credit card.
I have insomnia.
And I'm about to break down into tears from all of this.
Arron TDY'd early this morning and we got in a huge argument before he left.
I was at work until 8:45 tonight doing training for a government credit card.
I have insomnia.
And I'm about to break down into tears from all of this.
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