So please head on over to Art’s page to wish him a happy birthday! Go ahead… I’ll wait..
La dee dahhhh…
OK, are you back? Thanks!
Aside from it being everyone’s favorite drivel-producer’s birthday, today is not so much a good day for me.
It’s just so much piled on me right now. I know I have to be optimistic that things will get better, that I just moved here, that it’s a new adventure I am embarking upon.
I am trying to be optimistic. But sometimes things just get to be too much.
I feel like such a wuss most of the time when I feel like this, that I should be stronger than this, that I should be able to withstand these sorts of feelings. I’ve got to be stronger than this — I’m a wife, I’m a mother, I don’t have time to lay in bed all day, though that’s what I would rather be doing.
As much as I was ready to leave Washington, I wasn’t really ready to leave my friends. Those were the folks that kept me sane when Kurt was out to sea. It’s hard to stay friends when you live so far-flung from everyone.
I know this is what I signed up for when I became a Navy wife, so I ought not to complain. And I do know things will get better, and it won’t take long till I get back to what I had in Washington.
It’s just hard to see that today. Tomorrow… it will be better tomorrow.