Apr. 15, 2008 at 5:46pm

home, sweet home

(filled with oddities.)

my house is a pit.

my head hurts.

I could clean or do travel laundry or be constructive in a multitude of other ways, but instead, I'm sitting here looking at a computer screen and trying to string together a coherent thought.

We're at the "ten days and he's gone" mark, and he's had a couple of days off.  Yesterday we went to the gym (his assessment: The downtown Y has more hotties, but the Morgan Family has a better set-up and better equipment) and had lunch at the hub (after I had a work meeting there.) Today, we went on post and got some last minute, need to bring to the desert items, like a cheap camera and a bunch of ziplock bags.

I'm in a funk, not quite happy or alive to the changes going on, but a long weekend of briefings in Texas (holy cow, is Dallas *not* Tacoma!!) have made me feeling a bit more connected to that side of things.  The military is going to be a big part of my life in the year to come, whether I like it or not, so I may as well get used to it...