Friday, September 19, 2008

Day 54

First off – my apologies for not posting earlier. I was working on posting yesterday about my vacation with Aaron, but I got a call last night that left me rather inert. I will work on recomposing it and post it over the weekend since there are some noteworthy occurrences. Which brings me to last night’s phone call – Aaron is now somewhere over the ocean on his way to the Middle East.

I know I knew this was coming, so I don’t know why it still felt like I just got hit by a truck. And as you can imagine this also impacts one’s ability to have a normal conversation or a normal night. I know I tried to fill him in on my day, my walk with the dog, and my plans for the weekend, but pretty much all I can remember from the phone call, was not to worry if I didn’t get any news. No news is good news and it would probably two weeks before I will hear from him again.

Things impact people differently. I suck at the first night and last night of travel. So I was already exhausted from our mini vacation and before I could even recover I got smacked upside the head by the 2 x 4 of army wife life. I’m not sure I slept more than two hours last night – I kept waking up and looking at the clock and wondering if his plane had taken off yet. And this morning it looks like I haven’t slept in days. Granted, I’m not the vainest of people - I often just pull my hair back into a pony tail and my make-up routine is usually spf 15 lotion and chapstick. Though I have been trying a little harder lately. I still look younger than I am (at least that’s what I have been told), but I want to keep that illusion going longer. And despite everything I hate about our bathroom (it’s like pink Pepto barf) – the lighting is very kind and soft. I did my normal routine of brushing my hair and putting on my make-up feeling that I didn’t look all that awful. I made the mistake of checking myself in the full length mirror at top of stairs. This area has nice bright lighting - maybe even a little too bright. The bags under my eyes have their own bags. And granted I have a pale completion – but today I look like something that has never see the light of day. The combination of the translucent skin and dark multi layered circles under the eyes reminded me of something you should find in one of the deep ocean trenches. Then as if I could feel like I could look any worse. I started to tear up and added nice bloodshot eyes to the whole ensemble. Boy do I feel pretty today.

My plan for the night is to sit down with a cocktail, watch my Battlestar Galatica DVDs, and fall asleep with the dog and cats snuggled around me. That should solve some of problems.

346 days to go.

1 comment:

ValleyWatch said...

Hey ! this is the guy who talked and talked and talked aboard the plane all the way to PHL -- it was great meeting the both of you ! Best of wishes to all of you

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