I love the feel of numb in the morning...

Got a phone call this morning from my love. It was so wonderful to hear his voice, as always. He was preparing to leave so we didn't get to talk long but I will cherish and treasure that 2 minutes and 52 seconds. Thank you, honey, for calling me.
That was a little after 6. The bruiser and the Princess ended up in bed with me so I was on the edge and uncomfortable so I got up and took the trash out and now I can't go back to sleep. I must admit, I shed a few tears. Could've been worse. Or they may continue later. Too early to tell. Right now, I just feel kinda numb. This day is bittersweet. My man is going off to war. I know it must be done. I am so very proud of him for his bravery and sacrifice. But I hate it and I want it to end!
It's almost 8 AM. For some reason the times on these posts don't seem correct. I am going to get my ass in gear and start cleaning before the kids wake up, I guess. I am hoping the weather is good so I can attempt to get my deployment bracelet from MM today at her son's football game. That may be the outing for the kids today. I put PacPac outside- you know why! I hate that sweet and lovable dog! :) And he's out there barking at something now. Probably driving the neighbors crazy early on a Saturday morning!
I just got a text message from your mom, babe. She loves you so much. Let her know your status. As much as I know anyway. Well, duty calls. For both of us. I love you, Mr. D!