Everyday last week I woke up thinking this is the week that I am able to go home. Everyday I was disappointed when I realized nope next week. So this week the week that we are leaving is dragging by. The days go by like a man with a with a 1,000 pound boulder on his back going up a mountain. I love my job and I love what I do, but I haven't seen the mountains in almost seven months and that takes a tole on ones mind. Not seeing the mountains plus family and friends tends to make one a little on edge and unstable. We are leaving Friday after work and I cannot wait. I even told Kris to put the dogs in the car so we don't even have to go home. He laughed at me.
Yesterday I was fixing supper and I actually thought about what this week brings with it. We are a little over a month from being married for two years. It's kind of just flew by. Not kind of it has. Two of our friends were married in November two years ago and they have a one year old. That just blows me away because that could be us. Someone asked me the other day if I had "baby fever yet." I replied with a resounding "No." I know that sounds crazy. I look at the big picture of that kid is either normal because of you or they are completely screwy because of you. i am pretty messed up myself, so I figure that my kids don't have a shot and will be left in the screwed up for life category. I don't think Kris could even balance out my craziness, even though he does try. Maybe I just need to grow up a little bit more.
