This was simultaneously the longest & the shortest weekend of my life. G was supposed to deploy on April 20th, but Friday morning he found out that, thanks to someone’s clerical error, he was leaving on Saturday, April 11… the very next day. We had so much planned for those 10 days we lost, and to say I was devastated is the understatement of the century. There were about 10 restaurants I wanted to check out, we wanted to take Hermione to the Outer Banks, and to the mountains for a hike. We wanted to spend countless hours cuddling on the couch, watching movies, making homemade croissants, and so many other things. Instead, thanks to someone’s error, we had 30 hours.
I was heartbroken. Devastated. And so, so angry. I’m so tired of other people’s screw ups taking things from us. First it was his re-enlistment bonus (we’re talking a LOT of money…), and now it’s those precious 10 days. I cried more than I think I ever have. I tried to pull myself together before he got home so we could try to enjoy the little time we had left.
We went to the mall and picked up a few things he needed, and then we checked off one of the items on our list: a sushi date at Kero.
Everything was amazing as usual. One of the rolls was called the Easter 2015 roll, and it had a honey-wasabi sauce on it. The sauce was light and sweet, with a slow burning heat. It was absolutely delicious.
We wanted to maximize our time together, but I had cried so much I needed at least a little sleep. So, we took a three hour nap, got up at 3:30am. We spent some time curled up together, talking, and just being together. Once we got out of bed, he started packing, and after a while, he took a break and we went to get breakfast. After breakfast, we went back to the apartment, grabbed Hermione and went for a walk.
Every year we take a photo with a sign for how many years it’s been. This year we had to take our photo 12 days early. Neither of us were happy about that…
After Yorktown, we headed home so he could finish packing. And so I could cry some more. And then some more after that. I swear, I cried more this weekend than I have in my entire life. Including the times I’ve been dumped. After he finished packing, we curled up together again until it was time to leave. I swear, the clock started moving at a supernatural speed, and before we knew it, it was time to head to base. We hung out for a while (they took ten days from me, I was determined to wait it out as long as I could), and then we had a tearful goodbye right before he got on the bus. I cried more on the way home, then proceeded to spend about 2 hours in a Lush bath with a very large margarita.
The first day, I didn’t do a whole lot. I mostly spent the entire day on the couch, watching How I Met Your Mother & Frasier. I did go out and buy a new iPod. I bought a 32 gig iPod Touch, and I love it. It’s nice finally having some space free on my phone, and finally being able to have all of my music on a device. It was a pretty depressing day, not just for me, but for the furry ones too. This is the 3rd deployment for Buddy, the 2nd for Hermione, and the 1st for Charlotte. Charlotte is honestly indifferent. Hermione is incredibly depressed. Buddy is incredibly tuned in to how I’m feeling. He was super affectionate, and didn’t leave my side all day.
Monday was a beautiful day. The one bright spot in a very wet & dreary week long forecast. So, Hermione and I went on a long walk in Yorktown. It was exactly what we both needed. It got a lot hotter than I was expecting, so I let her off the leash for a quick dip in the river. She loves the water so much.
I’m hoping the weather gives us a little bit of a break for the rest of the week, so Hermione and I can get out more. She’s not taking this very well, and is really depressed. Seeing her so said is breaking my heart. I think I’m going to put him on speaker phone and let him Skype with her for a few minutes next time he calls. I hope that will help.
And in the mean time, if you guys could keep G in your thoughts/prayers, I would appreciate it.