I find it entirely depressing that in less than a month Husband leaves again. It’s even more depressing when you consider that he isn’t even home yet. In fact, we’re only half-way through this fun little bit of separation full of trips to urgent care and sickies and stitches (six in Little Miss’s head to be exact).
Blah to you, Navy. Blah to you.
Of course, what I really mean is, I proudly support the mission. Hooya.