It's officially been two weeks since I last saw the love of my life, and 12 days since I last got to talk to him. I think that last part has been the most frustrating part of LDAC training for me. it just doesn't make any sense to me that when he was at basic with a bunch of teenage/newly enlisted soldiers he was able to call on Sundays and write during the week, and yet when he's at training to be an officer he's not allowed to do either (he can write when he gets breaks but he can't send/receive mail). I mean come on! These are men/women they are training to be the next set of officers for the army but they can't even be trusted with phones?!? And yet the newly enlisted soldiers that pulled all kinds of crap at basic were allowed to have phone privileges?!?! How does that even make sense!!??
K I'm done venting now. It's just been really bugging me ever since Matt left. But oh well, I'll just count down the days/nights until July 9th when Matt will get his phone back and I'll finally be able to talk to the love of my life again.
In other news, since Matt left I've been keeping myself extra busy between picking up extra hours at work and making baby things for my little prince and for my friends that are also expecting (I think I counted 12 of them?? 5 that know what they are having and 3 that will find out next month...) It's been kinda nice because I've been able to use up a lot of my stash of fabric/yarn which has emptied some plastic bins and given me more storage space :). although I think Matt would just laugh at my growing stack of UFO's (un-finished objects), it's been nice to have lots of different things to work on. Especially since my attention span has dropped to a max of an hour a day on any given thing.. I'm claiming is a pregnancy thing, but it's probably just because it makes me feel like the day goes by faster if I keep switching what I work on throughout the day... Especially without having Matt here to tell me to go to bed at a decent hour... *sigh* I never realized how much I planned my day around Matt until he wasn't here to plan around. He was always my alarm clock, my dinner time "appointment," bed time setter and a bunch of other things that I can't think of names for right now... I think the thing that gets me the most is looking back at how different my life was before Matt and I got married. I was always "Miss Independent," I always did what I needed/wanted when I needed/wanted without needing to be told, and yet since he came into my life it's like I can't make the unimportant choices anymore... and now I'm just starting to ramble because I should be going to bed, and yet all I want to do is sit on my couch and day dream about Matt and Eric... and now that I've admitted that I'm tired I'm starting to fall asleep typing so I'm going to head to bed now... Night!!
