I've lost my blogspiration. I have been in such a funk the last couple weeks. Between the car being sick, Bobby working all the time, house in shambles with no time or energy to clean it up, bad sleep and Jack being sick, my blogging inspiration has flown out the window. I actually stared at the computer screen for about 5 minutes trying to think of what to say next. I am way behind in reading any other blogs. I love all the fabulous things you al have to say, but I don't want to go read them. Nothing personal, I swear.
I am ready for this deployment to be over. It could be much worse though. Bobby could be gone. I am so thankful he's home, but it doesn't make it any easier with him here. I can't rely on him for anything. He works super long hours (he went into work at 2:00am yesterday) so I feel so guilty asking him to do anything. I feel like we are in this holding pattern that is never ending. We have no idea what will happen with us next. I know in the Army you never know for sure either, but at least you have an idea. If we were to stay in, we would be going to Career Course next. But our next step is for Bobby to go interview for jobs at a career conference. And we won't have any idea what companies until we get there. And we have already done this once. Which did turn out how we expected. I know Bobby will get a great job, he is a great leader and will be such a huge asset to any company, I just want to know that everything will turn out ok. And I want to know where the heck we will be. I hate the waiting.
Bobby's parents are coming into town this weekend. We have a wedding in Charleston to go to that has a "no kids" clause, so they are coming to watch Jack. Who has a wedding on a holiday and doesn't allow kids? Bobby was supposed to be in this wedding, which is a long story in itself, and now that he's not, both of us are kinda not excited to go.
Oh, my sandals came in the mail on Monday. Totally not the same color as in the picture. They are basically lime green. I don't mind them, they weren't what I was hoping they would be, but I don't want to send them back. I'm still hoping the blue color will magically appear at my house. (I wear a 9.5 if anyone wants to send them to me)
Well sorry for the Debbie Downer post. Hopefully I can kick this funk and get back blogging about happy things like puppies, babies and rainbows.