On Thursday, February 19th, J returned home from his second deployment. I snapped this shot when I went to the base to pick him up. It’s so great to be a family once again.
This morning I woke up and wished my husband was in bed next to me. Not because it’s Valentine’s Day, but because I was feeling sick and wanted him to take me to the doctor. My throat was sore and I had a low-grade fever. Convinced I had strep throat, I made an appointment to see my doctor though I was hesitant about going because I didn’t know how bad the roads would be after yesterday’s snowstorm. Unfortunately, I had no choice but to get in the SUV and drive. Thankfully, the streets weren’t as dangerous as I had feared.
Luckily my strep test came back negative, which means I don’t have to cancel my afternoon and evening plans with my girlfriends. We’re getting haircuts, having Chinese food for dinner and seeing Confessions of a Shopaholic.
I hope you have a lovely Valentine’s Day!
If plans don’t change, J is scheduled to return home from his deployment in just under a week. I’ve been thinking about what I can do to celebrate his homecoming. Last time we were living in an apartment, so I taped a handmade “Welcome Home!” poster to the outside of our front door and had a big balloon waiting for him inside. What should I now that we’re in a house?
I’m so excited it’s February! And not because of Groundhog’s Day or Valentine’s Day or because it’s the shortest month of the year. I’m happy because J will be returning home this month. What better reason to be excited than being reunited with my love?!
J called to say hello while I was deep into a late afternoon nap yesterday. I’m embarrassed to admit that I drifted in and out of sleep during the first few minutes of our conversation. At one point, when I hadn’t responded to one of his questions after a reasonable amount of time, he asked if I hadn’t heard him because the connection was bad. I lied and told him it was. Better than saying, “Sorry, honey, I fell asleep while you were talking to me,” right?
Oh, why did he have to call me during my nap? My brain wasn’t fully functioning. Ugg.