So, as much as I tried, I succomed to my emotions yesterday. I’ve said it a thousand times, but it’s hard being seperated. Men and women are so different. When a man and woman are in love, and they become separated, the man distracts himself with other idle tasks, plays his video games, goes out with friends, watches movies and whatnot… meanwhile, the girl analyzes herself into a nervous wreck until she explodes on the poor boy and he has no idea why. He misses her but he doesn’t respond the same way she does.
Why is it so easy to say in writing, but so hard to work out in my head? I guess it’s because I’m a “newbie”. Who am I fooling, I’ll never trully be comfortable with it. I’ll just… adjust.
On a more positive note… I guess… the movers came and took all our stuff today. I wanted to help, if nothing else than to just speed things along, but you can’t do any of the packing. They showed up at eight thirty in the morning and packed all day until about six thirty or so in the afternoon…….. to move a two bedroom apartment…….. -.- It takes two days to move a whole entire house with kids. So frustrating, but at least it’s done and over with. Now all I have left to do is go back tomorrow and vacuum/clean counters and stuff, and then return the keys and pool pass.
Our first home: gone. I’m such a sentimental doofus.
We also got our bonus today, which is AWESOME. Kaching! Yay, that means I can finally take bicuit to the vet and start the process. Hopefully, I can get everything done quickly and in time to go to California a little early (crossing my fingers). Sigh…..
Listen to me, I’m just trying to occupy myself with all these little–big, but little–things.
We had a great time tonight, though! We discovered that we could play games on skype, and we played battleship, checkers, chinese checkers, tic-tac-toe, minewars, and hangman. It was fun! And he was so sweet. Once I just expressed the way I felt, he was so sweet. He never realized that it was so hard for to not be emotional. I’m just different.
So, I guess what I’m trying to say is, for any other military wives out there, don’t bottle up your emotions and then explode on him. Just calmly explain that it’s hard as a woman and that you perceive the situation differently. It’s not necessarily that you think he meant it that way, it’s just hard to not take it that way.
See, I’m a girl, and my emotions are all over the place, and so this post is all over the place. I bet Arron’s rolling his eyes right now.