So it's been just over 2 weeks since Caleb headed to California for NTC (to train in the desert for a month to get "certified deployable") It has seemed a bit longer than that as he has no communication (I heard from him when he got there but won't hear from him again until the end of August)... while he's been gone I have kept myself busy... I have yet to color my hair (but am seriously considering getting it professionally done while in MI this weekend), but HAVE done some decorating (as usual!)
It wouldn't be a separation without things to go wrong... as I've said before, whenever Caleb leaves SOMETHING goes wrong... EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. It happens to all of us wives though... I've had it pretty good... a car accident, several technological malfunctions, allergic reactions, house repairs, doctor appointments, etc... so I guess I'll stop complaining- it has made me that much stronger of a person I guess.
Nothing has gone terribly wrong while he's been gone... the first day I took a nap (he had to be at the checkpoint at about 2:30/3 in the morning- then, as I was driving home from dropping him off, I got a call saying the time had changed- he had to be picked up, and then dropped off again later in the day.. talk about emotional overdrive- I had already said goodbye! But... I have learned to be flexible and patient)... I awoke from my nap and started itching my eye... I went to the bathroom to see if something was in it, only to see my reflection and realize that I looked like Quasimoto or Will Smith in Hitch... I still have no idea how I got a goose egg on my eye... but the swelling went down (only after going to the commissary/running errands!)-no one is really here praise the Lord!
So, 2 weeks down and a little over 2 weeks to go and we are all alive... so far. I hardly see Panzer- only unless he wants something- like water or food in which he makes it known by making a crying sound... it's definitely not a purr... and it definitely gets my attention... Daisy on the other hand... she is on the verge of getting the boot (not literally, I could get good money for her- everyone loves her!) ;) Kidding aside (I did read my previous blogs about the cute things she's done/how much I love her... and it... did NOT HELP).
Daisy... is something else. Where do I begin?!?! A few days after Caleb left I went to my neighbor's house for MAYBE 20 minutes- I left her out as she's out all day... well, I came home to blinds- SHREDDED... EVERYWHERE. She had gotten EVERY SINGLE BLIND in the house!(how she managed THAT feat in 20 minutes is beyond me!) I have to add that our house window's are an odd size, so after calling around to find blinds, I finally found a place that had 3 of them... only to get home and realize they were STILL the wrong size (yes, I DID measure-TWICE!) I returned them, (they were way over-priced as it was) and bought several at Walmart and CUT THEM (I used several/various knives/scissors/pliers, but I finally got them cut)... but that still wasn't enough, so I called our housing manager and had them come and install blinds (for free!)- I did hide the dog-chewed blinds in our room so he wouldn't catch on to what had happened (thankfully he didn't!) so... we have new blinds... in the front half of our house... I figured I would either wait to call again to get free blinds OR wait until I was less mad... well, then I decided to crate her (she escapes any and every way from our backyard-why we pay for a fence I have NO IDEA)... only to come home every time she's been crated to her going to the bathroom... and somehow getting it all over- the floor/walls... my mom was here visiting and cleaned (thanks again!) but I have had to clean it a few times since... I am waiting for the floor to either fall through or holes to come up in the wood... the amount of ammonia I have used over the past week or so is RIDICULOUS. (I don't know how I'd explain a hole in the floor to the housing company!) So.. I am in a sticky situation- I can't not crate her, and when I do, I get a "surprise" when I come home... plus, she's such a baby that when I DO leave her home she cries... so I have started taking her with me on my errands (on the days that it's not TOO hot!)- well, I can't even win with this! The other morning my mom and I went for coffee and left her in the car- while waiting, I heard a car alarm... went outside and saw Caleb's car's lights flashing and horn going off... she set the alarm off! I then realized that if/when I take my car she can't set the alarm off, so I took her with me yesterday to run an errand- I went to two stores (at different times/locations)- the first she was fine- BESIDES all the looks and "poor puppy!" comments from others (first of all, she's NOT a puppy I explain, and secondly, she's FINE...)- she makes this howl/bawling noise- it literally sounds like someone is murdering her, but as soon as someone (esp. me) walks up to the car or gives her any amount of attention she stops... what a baby. So, I went to the first store, and came out only to see Daisy getting tons of love and pets from two little girls and a dad- "what a cute puppy!" they all shrieked... we just couldn't not pet her... what a sweetheart! (oh please... stop a. petting her and b. calling her a puppy/sweetheart- I JUST replaced almost every blind and cleaned up a mess- thus the reason she's with me) On to my next stop- I literally RAN IN (I was NOT about to hear anymore sad comments from customers-really, she's FINE)... and was back out in less than 10 minutes (I had something on HOLD and was the FIRST in line- that's how short the time was!)- only to come out AGAIN to someone petting her through the window- this time, it was an older woman who shrieked- get ready- NOT "what a cute puppy!" but... "oh my gosh, I am SOOOO glad you came out here- I felt so bad for this cute dog that I was about to call the police!" "Are you serious?" I replied- (literally, 10 minutes folks!)... "well, I just felt so bad for her- she was crying... I didn't know when/if someone was going to come back for her! But I'm glad you're here and you look like a sweet girl... I was just worried and am an animal lover." (Wow 'mam I would have NEVER guessed that you're an animal lover)... "no, I'm here, and we're heading home- thanks for the concern- I just have to take her with me as my husband is deploying/gone right now and she's so sad at home..." (put the guilt trip on her for SURE)... then, she said "bless your heart/thanks for all you do-I'm sure you're a wonderful wife/mom to that dog"... and walked away ;) Really Daisy?!! Wow. AWESOME.
Maybe you need to go rent 'Marley & Me'. ;)
ReplyDeleteHave I told you about a blog that I read? It's a lady who keeps herself busy blogging about different projects that she does while her husband is deployed. http://charishumin.blogspot.com/ She's currently at 179 projects during her husband's deployment (although she hasn't posted in a few weeks). Anyways - maybe check it out. You can learn something new! I know she lives in rental housing, so she can't decorate, but she's done a LOT of decorating, etc. It's kinda neat. Way outside the box.