Pulling my hair out, as the waiting continues

Tomorrow is New Years eve. The gals at work have been asking me to go out with them for New Years for the past week, but it just doesn’t feel right. I mean, I know I’m not supposed to sit around and mope but I kind of can’t help it. I miss Curtis.

The bosses at work make it sound like I could be leaving soon but they’ve been saying that for 4 months. I’m taking what they say with a LARGE grain of salt.

I’m just ready to be reunited with him and not separated ever again. We’ve been married two years and have barely spent a year of it together. Sorry to stress and pout, but sometimes you gotta let it out. I miss having someone to bounce ideas off of, and someone to make sure all the doors are locked at night. All the little things.

Embarrasing Moments in the Airport

Today was a travel day. I flew from San Antonio to Atlanta to D.C. to get back to work tomorrow. I always like to arrive at the airport about two hours early; to avoid the crowds, read a book, and just relax. So thats what I did this morning.

While waiting I go take a quick bathroom break, and while I’m walking in one of my favorite 60′s songs comes on. I start singing and don’t pay any attention to the fact that I’m singing in a bathroom. Then suddenly I hear this “OMG! Jeezz” and other comments of that nature. Thats when I realize that they are all talking about me and maybe I should DEFINITELY not sing in a public restroom.

This occasional (more like chronic) absentmindedness causes me so much trouble. Like zoning out when I’m driving and finding myself not where I originally planned on going. Or just in general losing my keys every day. Errr.

Any advice on how to remedy this is much appreciated!

Iraq Monotony

Monotony, its a way of life here in Iraq.  12 hour days, seven days a week.  Its amazing how fast time flies when a work schedule is like this monotony, its a way of life here in Iraq.  12 hour days, seven days a week.  Its amazing how fast time flies when a work schedule is like this monotony, its a way of life here in Iraq.  12 hour days, seven days a week.  Its amazing how fast time flies when a work schedule is like this monotony, its a way of life here in Iraq.  12 hour days, seven days a week.  Its amazing how fast time flies when a work schedule is like this monotony, its a way of life here in Iraq.

Merry Christmas

Its been a great Christmas, full of surprises. I get done with CRC, fly down here to San Antonio and the next day drive down to the Tx/Mexico border to spend an early Christmas with my Great-Grandmother. My mom and I walk in the door and there standing is my Grandmother. She flew down from WI to spend Christmas with us. I was shocked, very happily shocked.

So we had four generations of the oldest daughters together for a few days. The hardest part was Curtis not being there. It means the world to me that my family has accepted him with open arms and misses him like hes one of their own.

Once we reach adulthood and start lives of our own, how rare the moments are that we get to actually sit down and enjoy family. I feel like my life has been so busy the last couple of years, that I’m missing out on things that I couldn’t appreciate when I was still growing up. I know theres still time to enjoy family, but Great-Grandmothers and Grandmothers don’t last forever, even if I desperately wish they would. To always be there for me to cry on their shoulder, to give good advice, and to tell me when I’m just being silly.

It was an excellent few days. I hope yours was as enjoyable. Merry Christmas!

Iraq

Curtis again. So Iraq… I’m here now and settled into my job. So far the people are great, the actual work is great, and the living conditions are better than the summer I worked at Boy Scout camp, and my dorm room in college. Speaking of Boy Scout camp, so far, this place is comparable to it outside of lacking any kids. There is quite a gender gap. I walk to work. I have limited electronics available at the hooch (military slang, a thatched hut, or any simple dwelling).

As far as work goes, I work roughly one-half of every day. I eat at least twice a day, and drink quite a bit of Mountain Dew. I also havn’t really seen signs of a war actually being present around me other than every uniformed military member carrying a weapon. Work is also quite fun. I am basically given tasks to do, problems to solve, and by the end of the day hopefully fix or make progess on solving them.

Additonally, while we are over here we are going to have to be intentially vague when talking about our jobs, location, day to day schedule, and other items. This is called OPSEC, or Operations Security. So if you wonder why I am being vague or leaving out some seemingly important details like my physical location in Iraq, its because of OPSEC. OPSEC is basically not allowing the enemy (I havn’t seen any yet.) the ability to learn things about the military through normal means. For instance, an individual could visit this page and deduce from posts and comments where I work, what I work on, and therefore could, at least in theory, target us or our deployed forces in some manner.

I’m off to CRC…then Christmas in TX.

I’m leaving today for CRC in GA. Its a week of training and checking the box paperwork that the military requires for a contractor (me) to deploy to Iraq. As I’ll be staying in the barracks, I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to post to the blog or just access the internet in general. While I’m not really looking forward to having to go through this, it does mean I’m that much closer to deploying. We still have no idea when I’m deploying to Iraq.

After CRC I plan on flying to TX to spend Christmas with Mom, Great Grandma Karol, and my sister hopefully she’ll be able to make it! We still don’t know for sure yet, but I just have to see my baby nephew Collin.

I was thinking about it today, this will be my first Christmas since returning earlier this year from overseas. Christmas in Iraq last year was not exactly a happy time. It was happy in the sense of comradeship among soldiers, all suffering through the same thing. But its tough being so far away from everyone that you love. I wish so much that Curtis was here and didn’t have to go through Christmas by himself.

New Found Responsibilities

Its hard when you get so used to someone….for everything, and then their gone. I know that Curtis had to leave but d*mn its hard and at times confusing. Like his car broke down again (stupid car, err) and I had to get a rental car. Its as if without him my life falls apart.

Since going to Iraq last year and coming back I haven’t had any of the households responsibilities. With Curtis leaving this past weekend, they kind of got dumped in my lap. Its been interesting going through the mail to figure out which bills to pay. Learning how to purhcase my own plane ticket and rental car. I always took all this for granted because the spouse did it. But now I’m learning (slowly) how to take care of a household – even if only a temporary house with rental furniture.

So…..food poisoning

Last week while in San Antonio I got a bad case of food poisoning. Never had it before, but now realize its a horrible beast. I ate some delicious left over pizza and not more then a few hours later I feel like I’m dying. Massive amounts of vomiting ensued for the entire night. About 10ish hours. I kept the whole house hold up unfortunately. We were staying with Harvin – Curtis’s close friend from the military.

Do you ever get sick and have no idea what its from? Well, that was me. Completely clueless. I was pretty confident I was not pregnant and yet here I was viciously sick to my stomach. So thank goodness for the internet. Curtis – my savior at times – did some research and figured it out. The only thing he could find to do was to either go to the hospital or stick it out. We stuck it out. Still not sure if that was the best idea. I did lose like 5pounds though. But still not worth it. Anybody know of any home remedies for food poisoning for next time? (I hate to say that, but better safe then sorry). :)

Curtis is Deployed

Curtis deployed this weekend. While I am sad (very) he is excited to finally be on his way. Hopefully I will follow in a few weeks so we won’t be separated too long. I said good-bye to him yesterday and it was so hard. I already miss him horribly.

Yesterday my flight was delayed and then canceled so I had to stay the night in Milwaukee WI. Which turned out to be wonderful – other then missing my husband. There was so much snow. I just wanted to roll around in it, build snow men and make snow angels. Of course I was already getting weird looks from the hotel staff for standing around outside just staring at it. I hate to think what they would have said if I started rolling around in it. It was just so white! It feels like years since I’ve really seen snow. Living in TX, and then Iraq, I really haven’t been able to see the snowy flakes.

This morning when I step off the plane, I immediately go to get the el camino out of economy parking. I find it has been illegally parked for the last week and half (bad Curtis). Additionally, I realize its out of gas and leaking transmission fluid. That car is a never ending headache I swear. But my husband loves it and I love him so through the chain I guess I sort of love it too. I’m learning to deal with it. errr.

Fun Fun

‘Curtis here’ So the National Guard thing is going good. Both of us are getting to actually do our job which is an improvement upon normal army life. I am getting to do some maintenance on some software I wrote while Active Duty. I am actually somewhat impressed by how easy it is for me to maintain the code unlike past projects I have worked on.

In other news, Julia is sick, but not pregnant (Adams). Shes got a bad case of food poisoning and has spent a couple of days throwing up (non-stop). So shes been out of the loop lately (work and personally). This is her first day back to work, so I’m hopeful shes getting better.