Back to the grind.

I just received a comment on my last blog about a company who is doing a promotion for people who have loved ones deployed. They are giving away 20,000 free welcome home banners & jumbo greeting cards. You can order the big, vinyl signs you always see for free, the only thing you pay is shipping. It's definitely a great deal. So please, any military families, anyone, spread the word, tell your families and friends. Visit the website at: www.buildasign.com/Troops

Anyway, I started my first, full-time week at work and I actually like it. Everyone always told me that I'd miss college, blah, blah. But I don't, I really don't. I haven't been able to talk to Hubby much lately, he was recently promoted and has been really busy. So busy in fact that he's slept in his office the past couple nights. The hardest thing is not knowing when he is going to call, not knowing if he is ok. I talk to him very consistently, and when our schedule gets off whack, I get really nervous. I start creating worst-case scenarios in my mind. I relentlessly check my facebook and my gmail accounts for any word, I even check our online bank statements to see if he's been using his card. If he has, I know he's ok. After a few days without a phone call, Hubby finally called around 2am, and we spoke for a short period of time. He was able to call again this morning while I was at work, and luckily, my boss is 100% understanding. I told him it was Scott on the phone and that I was heading downstairs to talk to him, he even offered his office so I wouldn't be bothered. I still don't feel like, though, that when Hubby and I talk when I am at work, that I can have a real, good conversation with him. It's frustrating, but the end is near and is getting so close I can see it on the horizon. In just about three months, I will be packing up my life as I know it at home and heading back to Hubby and my tropical paradise. If only I could make those three months hurry up!!

Quick Update

Well, I know it's been a while since I have made a post. In my defense, I have been really busy. The day after Hubby left I started a new job working for the town. And on top of that my dad just had a heart attack on Monday. Scary stuff, he's ok, but is still in the hospital, but will finally be coming home tomorrow. So needless to say, in between work and running to the hospital, the last thing on my mind was writing a blog.

My dad's heart attack made me think. He's a healthy person, I convinced he and my mom to get back to the gym over the summer, he goes about 4 times a week, he eat pretty healthy (having stomach problems and being lactose intolerant does that to you), his cholesterol is 120, which I guess is really good. Two of the main arteries in his heart were 70 and 80 percent blocked. It's funny how you can do everything right, but still get shit luck. Life has its own course of action in mind for each of us and sometimes nothing we do can change that.

I have been missing Hubby a lot in the past couple days, but I have been busy enough to keep my mind off the fact that our once a day conversations are brief, not nearly long enough to catch each other up on our lives.

Next week, my sister's family is coming out to visit which will be so much fun except that it will be the first week I work full-time, which is a definite drag. Luckily Tuesday is a holiday and even though I have to work late for a meeting one day, I get Friday off in return.

I am always counting the days to something. Now it's until my sister gets here and then it will be Thanksgiving, then Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day, and eventually the day I get to go back to Hawaii. Always counting, always. I can't wait for Hubby to come home, so I no longer have to count. Hurry up!