I hate this Murphy guy, I swear I spend most days I am thinking to myself, TAKE YOUR LAW AND SHOVE IT! DH is gone, he’s not deployed, but I think Murphy doesn’t seem to know that. He’s gone at a school prior to our transfer to our next ship.
As I work on cleaning up the kitchen, doing the dishes I hate, I find myself standing with the handle of my pot in my hand…the pot is sitting in the sink. UMMM that is not how it’s suppose to look. The dryer has been making weird sounds which makes me wonder one of two things….Did a field mouse get trapped in the vent and die and is now somehow blocking it’s ventilation? Or is it about to die and leave me without a dryer?? I am hoping it is not the latter because I would lose it. I could handle a dead mouse, with some crying and shrieking, but I could handle it.
It’s hard to have your service member leave…There is a ton of emotion and the overwhelming “stages of dealing” that we all go through with this military life, but I have to remind myself everyday to laugh through it. I laugh a lot in the early days of my service members leaving because it wouldn’t happen if he was here. So I urge you all…Remember to just laugh, it helps you feel better no matter what Murphy has done to you!!
~Fair Winds & Following Seas~