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Well, we can start with just a recap.
On Saturday, my brother called to say he got volunteered to pick up some of his son's teammates. So he didn't take C and L to the basketball game.
I made it to the FRG meeting about 45 minutes late. But still got the pertinent info. Fund raisers, the welcome home party, etc. Still no dates as to when to expect the hubby. That stinks but I do appreciate how involved our FRG group is in trying to make this deployment go smoothly as well as the coming home.
I went shopping on base after the meeting. Got good deals on lots of stuff. I even shopped for me! Didn't make it to AW's birthday dinner. No sitter. Seems like they had fun though.
Sunday- Valentine's day. Took the kids out to eat at one of our favorite all you can eat grills. It was nice. I had to spend my day yelling at them to help me clean before we could go though so it wasn't a very peaceful or romantic day until the dinner.
We have been so busy at work this week. More of the overtime. More of the sick kids and sick mommie. More of the extremely tired. And someone has flushed something down the other toilet I think. So I had to take unpaid time off tomorrow to meet the plumber at my house again and have a clean out done. At least they told me if it's the same job as last time, they'd only charge me half price. That's good news.
We found out we are going to start taking West coast calls so we have mandatory training scheduled March 2-5, 40 hrs crammed into 4 days. And still have to work our regular tour on Monday. I'm so excited. (throw confetti and blow horn here)
I can say this. I have gotten some great letters and cards from the hubby. They have been great morale boosters. I know it's my imagination but I feel like I can count on one hand the number of people in this hemisphere who actually give a crap about me. And I have 6 kids at home, mind you. I just feel MAD!
I know the clock is ticking. I know the countdown is almost over. I am not finding comfort in that thought right now. I need to get the email or phone call saying "I'm home." I need to see hubby getting off the plane. I love you, sweetheart.