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Mine are lame but I don't care. They are also running related.
1.) My current fav song to run to is "Get Low" by Lil Jon. I hang my head in shame, but it pumps me up and makes me go faster. It also makes me think of Sandra Bullock in The Proposal and that makes me smile.
2.) I signed up for my first race next month. Its only a 9k, but I am really excited and looking for it!
Re: Confessions
Photo bomb, yeah!
I'm sorry. Job searching sucks. That's all there is to it. I hope time flies and you get the job!
The most beautiful place on earth to me: Glacier NP
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I listen to ridiculous music when I run, and yay for your first race.
H's HC date got pushed back, and I'm being such a baby about it.
The Dogs and Us
I guess you'll have to take your mind off it by coming with me to Mexico. And bring Ojo. Lol jk
But seriously, that sucks pal. Sorry
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Every time one of the other mil wives from H's company posts something complaining about how they can't survive for a week while their H is gone, I roll my eyes and judge.
And I'm over the whining...big time. They're driving me crazy.
I go to Bunco which is an FRG group thing. Last time one girl was bawling, full out I don't know how I will survive bawling, because her H was about to leave for a year to wait for it..... Kuwait. Yeh we all just looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
The Dogs and Us
You have every right to be a baby about it. That sucks man.
Ughhh.
Edit: And my "ugh" is more about the crying at the FRG group event....
T has deployed to Kuwait and that was actually the crappier of his two deployments. Depending on what his mission is, he could still be going outside the wire. I'm not trying to say Kuwait is as dangerous as Afghanistan but you just don't know. Try not to play the "who has it worse" game...deployments are deployments...they all suck.
I'm putting in my notice at work .... next month. I really don't care at this point if they are mad. This place is sucking my soul and my happiness is not worth it.
I'm getting really sick of H's family. They haven't seen their son in a year and can't seem to make it work to visit.
They keep saying its our responsibility to visit them. FFS H has to get leave and I can't take time off at work yet. So that is that.
I agree, maybe they're having serious issues and is really concerned for her marriage/ relationship/ life after the affects of a year of separation. May not be a danger zone, but deployments suck. Maybe try not to roll your eyes too hard unless you know the whole story.
She told us his assignment and it is a fairly cushy one. Not saying deployments don't suck but she was so over the top about how the army is being unfair and she needs him at home that it was a tad ridicoulous (sp?).
The Dogs and Us
We were talking last night and T told me he turned down a bachelor party and told the guy that he'd be in Maine that weekend with me. Do you think he's made his travel arrangements with work yet? Nope. I don't want to request time off from my job, have my mom request time off from her job to watch the babe, and book my flight and our hotel room without having things set in stone with him because it all hinges on him going up there in the first place.
And along those lines, I've wanted nothing more than to chew him out for the seemingly endless list of sh*t he just doesn't do but I don't because I keep telling myself I'm making a mountain out of a mole hill. Seriously though how f*cking hard is it to take out all the garbage in the house instead of just the garbage in the kitchen? How hard is it to clean my breast pump parts and bottles every night or morning when you're done making bottles with the milk that was in the pump bottles in the first place? How difficult is it to suggest something for dinner once a week? He'll always say how I'm the "greatest wife ever" like that's his thank you...how about saving your words and just picking up a few things?
Sorry that turned into more of a vent than a confession.
This. H has been on two deployments (pretty 'cushy' places for that matter) and I still cry like a baby when he tells me he's getting orders.
I would straight up ugly Farrah cry if he told me he was going somewhere for a year... even if it was 'only' Kuwait.