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Ok well we have started saving even MORE money which is good..I know. But, it kinda drives home the point that David may be being dropped in July....and his RCP is coming up. So we have already started to get get boxes from self help, to start sorting junk. I am a little scared. But trying not to worry to much. I will start posting pictures of our Big ass couches an a few other pieces of furniture in late May, or early June since I don't think they will fit in my Mom's shed until we find a house. I am just glad we have a place to stay until we find one. Since most people that this is happening to right now, don't have ANY savings, or a place to stay. Shit most guys that are retiring right now have no savings. We have enough for at 4 months, with the car. 7 without. We are hoping to pull beyond July, but it is looking doubtful. We want as much money saved up as possible. And while I am a little scared. I can't wait to get home. An Dave can't wait to get out of the Army an not have to cut his hair anymore, or have to shave. :P
Time to mail!
My OCD has kicked in an I no longer stand the inside of my house. I have been cleaning since 7 am and I just can't seem to stop. So far every junk drawer an cabinet is gone. An the kitchen is spotless. I have waxed the floor. Reorganized the paper. And am halfway through the dusting, laundry, an the sorting of the massive amount of coloring books. See this is my main problem....once I begin....I do...not stop.....until I fall over....
I have been doing house work off an on..... Been trying everything.....Between the pain.... an the mess I feel like crap.....May be I should just give in....well back to the mat...
Ever had one of those days.... that the stress makes you want to jump up an down an scream? That if you had the ability you would take off for ten hours of nothing? I have wanted nothing to eat all day but apples....I don't have any..... *sigh* My stomach keeps rejecting everything. It blows ass. I am downing *decaffeinated* coffee. I'm not really tired though. I want out of the house. With out my children. I want my camera, an my sketch pad. My note book and my I pod. My husband is welcome if he wants. But, the car is not. I feel confined. Pressed. Suffocated. I haven't even been able to sing an entire song with out being interrupted by little people lately. An not always my own. LOL. I love children be jeeze. Just one day....soon to feel... alone... I need.... freedom....
Love
Kadi is a meanie head......she crushed my finger in a drawer.It's been a weird week of kids with stitches.*not mine* And four year olds trying to run away.*once again not mine but I was still frantic* Bikes being stolen an found again. Mittens being lost forever*in gross*. Brand new jeans being ruined on purpose. And sibling fist fights. An new veggies being introduced to the small people. A new fish has been gotten, a large leopard sucker fish. Billie is doing well in there with Mr Fishy. :D We are looking into going home to see mom an dad over the summer. We hope.
Dave finally took me to get my hair dye though. YEAH!!
it sucked. That test blew. My stomach still hurts. Thier still waiting waiting on results. An I have to go back today to give them MORE labs. Crap. *sigh*
Can anyone else say...crap. Sitting here watching 5 kids ; 3 of which are not mine. None of which are behaving. Including mine. Anna chopped a decent chunk out of Kadi's hair this morning. She now has a bowl cut. The fighting is reaching it's peak.I haven't told Dave yet that Anna cut Kadi's hair yet. I am waiting until he gets home. He is gonna kill her. Still sick. But I don't wanna do that test. It was moved to the 9th. *sigh*