Suddenly, there’s so much going on that I can barely keep up. Every single day this week has been one of those where I have been scrambling around trying to get everything done satisfactorily before hubby gets home so I can milk more time with him to the fullest.
Monday was probably the sanest of them all. Coincidentally, it was also the date of my last post.
Tuesday was madness, I got up and tried to get work done before taking hubby to work. That didn’t work, so I came back home and tried to get stuff done before he got home and that didn’t work either. He got home and found me still struggling to get stuff done before he got home -ha!. I managed to get the most important of the lot done so we could go to the unit and sit around for 3 or 4 hours. Yay!
It wouldn’t have been so bad if what I was expected to get from the meeting had actually transpired; but it was just more time-wasting if you ask me. On the way home, hubby and I concluded that we had learnt how to read slides that contain the same information that is on the handouts we got to bring home. I am seriously beginning to wonder whether volunteering was a bad idea.
Wednesday was just an all-round disgusting day … I don’t want to talk about it.
Today is the Casing Ceremony. From the army.mil website, the casing ceremony is: “The casing of the colors is an Army tradition that symbolizes the movement of the division to a new theater of operation.” This means that there just isn’t any turning back – it’s time to pack up their shit and head downrange. 
Yea – everyday now is a constant reminder of the nearing of his departure date. I still don’t know how I feel. There is fatigue, there are tears sitting there in the back of my eyes somewhere, there is fear – I WILL be all alone here when he leaves – no one around here really KNOWS me – know what I mean? … but there are spouses who are going through exactly what I am going through. That helps to know. I may be alone in terms of close friends, but I am not alone in terms of people who can relate directly to my situation.
In any case, my friends are but a phone call away if I need to call and bawl. I am grateful to them – they know who they are.
The happenings on the Jamaican front worry me. I haven’t seen my home or my family in almost 2 years, and now I am afraid that attempting to see them is going to be a bad idea. How sad is that? I wonder if that stupid ass Bruce Golding knows that he is alienating Jamaica for Jamaicans abroad? I wonder if he realizes what that means? Never did like him – encountered him in a completely casual situation once. The pomposity and arrogance was palpable. If he sees something I don’t, then good for him and hopefully it’s something that will benefit us in the long run – in the meantime I label him the worst thing to happen to Jamaica in a long time.
In other news, I have been thinking again about re-training myself. I’ve always like the medical profession but stayed away from it because I can’t handle the bodily fluids and functions portion of the practice of medicine. Well, talking to a good friend recently reminded me that pharmacology is like medicine without the bodily fluids and functions. So, seriously considering it. It would definitely add to the list of things I can occupy myself with while hubby is downrange. We’ll see.
Right now, I am realizing that I really can’t (and shouldn’t) try taking on anything extra to think about or do – every single spare moment I have needs to go towards maximizing the time I have left with hubby. So just about all of it is being shelved for the next few weeks. There will be plenty of time to get back into it all once I am on my lonesome again.
In the land of WoW, I want to leave you with this image – just cos it’s all nice and wow-vil lookin’:
Oraiya, discipline priest extraordinaire!
Yes – I’ve defected to the Horde. What…!?!
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