A River in Egypt

I'm totally in denial.

I can't seem to make myself face this deployment.

It is now about two weeks away and I just can't deal.

I kinda want to curl up in a ball in bed and feel sorry for myself.

I simultaneously want the next three weeks to fly by and to slow down.

In three weeks the deployment anticipation will be over and I can go home to my parents' house and curl up in a ball and feel sorry for myself (while stuffing myself full of Christmas baked goods).

But in three weeks, Brian will be gone. Again.

At what point can I call foul and say that three deployments in six years is not fair?

And a nine month deployment may sound better (than a year) to civilians, but nine months will be the longest we have EVER gone without seeing each other. That makes me really nervous. Plus the timing sucks. No R&R and he'll get back right when school starts for me again next year. So no big vacation to look forward to. Again: not fair.

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.