Monday, April 02, 2012

One, two, three, what are we fighting for?

Greetings and Salutations! I now have three BIG boys who are in school full time and a lot of time between vacuum jobs. My days have been spent doing laundry, doing dishes, and being sucked into depression from moving. Not sure why I was sad about it, I miss my friends for certain. And yes, Fayetteville was a bit of a change for me. (I see why they call it Fayettenam) Overall though, it has some very charming qualities. I love that the beach is so close. I love how lush and green it is here. Spring here is gorgeous if you can move past all of the pollen and watery eyes. But that did not stop me from becoming rather sad and frustrated with my life. Perhaps it had more to do with the idea that my boys are no longer small and don't really need me up their bums 24/7 and yet I can not find a job here to save my life. I even passed through a moment of complete and utter dislike for my husband and the way he did everything. But now, I don't think it was him I was really upset with. It is the Army. I am ready for retirement. I want to go HOME. However, he is not done yet. And I've put up with it for this long, I can hold on a little longer. I decided I might as well like where I am for now, because no amount of being sad and grumpy will change that.