Apr. 26, 2008 at 8:19pm
(skype may save my sanity.)
Said 'bye to the dude today. It was kinda' brutal, with clear and sunny spring skies bringing welcome warmth to the stands we were sitting in; it seemed like rain (or snow?) would be a more fitting weather backdrop for a pretty grim occasion. The Kid held it together like a champ; my eyes kept watering but I felt okay (maybe it was a sun+makeup=tear production bonus points! thing) His mom was hit pretty hard, though, and the teens behind us, saying 'bye to their dad, were loudly blubbering through the whole thing. Which is kind of a shame, as I'd have liked to hear the gist of the message.
What I "got" though, was that most of these guys are Reservists who've had very safe, albeit important roles on the home front, where they could be near their families. Up to now. And now, the ones, like my man, who work for Ft Lawton, probably won't have their civilian jobs (or workplace) when they come home. It's al kind of weird, and sad.
But the saddest of all was watching the faces of the soldiers in their buses. They didn't look happy, or stoked, in any way shape or form. They looked emptily, some with moist eyes, as we waved them away.
Tonight as I was feeling glum in my house, puttering around trying to straighten the same three piles of paper another 17.6 times, I received a call from The Man. We'd both set up Skype, and never used it. It was fun; The Kid got to make funny faces and googly eyes, I flashed a courtesy boob (how can you not??) and we exchanged a few last minute details --like, can I hire an electrician to fix the flickering (non-fluorescent) hall light? How do you work the damned edger? Can I send you hard copy of a couple of photographs I forgot to give you?
I know we won't have the luxury of internet and that sort of silly, information gathering time always, but it helped me to get past the glummy-bummed-ies (for now.) Tomorrow, friends will descend on my home, which will be preceded by a flurry of cleaning, and possibly a Spar breakfast which might possibly end with me bumming baby sitting for a run (I need me some endorphins.) Then I'll visit the Lark, to see the Grimm show (I snuck a peak not too long ago and was intrigued, had a good long chat with Gretchen and am even more intrigued.)
Hopefully, busy-making will give me less time for sad...
comments  | posted under military musings, sad but fixing it..., Tacoma, tiredComments
by Erik on 4/26/2008 @ 8:51pm
|Sad. Hang in there.|
by jenyum on 4/26/2008 @ 9:15pm
|Let me know if you want us to come by tomorrow, or if you are not up to the loudness I completely understand.
For no particular reason, here is a pig tail:
by izenmania on 4/26/2008 @ 9:47pm
|Skype is one of the only things keeping me sane right now. A couple hours of conversation with mine remain the highlight of my week. A quality invention, that :)|
by KevinFreitas on 4/26/2008 @ 10:46pm
|Hope to see you and the little one at breakfast in the morning. The bacon beckons... ;)|
by ensie on 4/27/2008 @ 12:38am
|Definitely looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, hopefully in the morning but definitely in the afternoon.|
by AP on 4/27/2008 @ 12:56pm
|The segregation this morning was unfortunate. We discussed defecting to an alternate breakfast location in the future when youngsters are along for the ride.
I wish I'd read this before now. I would've definitely come over and said something. My thoughts are with you indefinitely. And remember, there is no real harm in straightening already straightened stacks of paper!
by Ron on 4/27/2008 @ 1:37pm
|Jess, we're thinking about you and the little one. Let's get together soon. Godspeed to the Man.|
by jcbetty on 4/28/2008 @ 6:47pm
--and all the rest of you, too. Thanks for popping by and beating me in Scrabble, thanks for bringing wee ones, thanks for being kind at breakfast, etc et al.
really, if I didn't have y'all as my friends, community, and "resources" right now, I'd be a huge freakin' mess.
(((all of you)))
by Erik on 4/28/2008 @ 8:07pm
|Here's to you jcbetty:|
Click here to see the glass move:
by tacomachickadee on 4/28/2008 @ 8:23pm
|Resources are good.
Take me up on that rain check one of these days. :)
by Heather on 5/3/2008 @ 12:48am
|Hey Girl, I've been thinking about you this week. My man has been out of town for 5 days and I'm starting to miss him terribly. Couldn't sleep last night and tonight is not off to a good start. He'll be back on Sunday for a couple of days and I feel so lucky about that. I don't know how I could possible cope with your situation. And it makes me so sad that so many folks are missing their significant others these days because of this seemingly endless war. I guess I don't really have a point, but I want you to know that I feel your pain (a smidgen of it) and that I'm thinking of you.|
by jcbetty on 5/4/2008 @ 8:31pm
|thanks TC (will do!), and Erik (mmmmm, I had to get Vortex tonight, darn that Chevron), and Heather, thanks especially for the kind commiseration. In his civilian job, The Man travels alot, and I'm pretty strong and stoic about it all. This just sucks, though, as it's not what I'm accustomed to. I suspect your situ is similar in suckiness for similar reasons.|
musing her way through arts, culture, dining, shopping, exercising, and parenting, all while wearing a pungent, truffle-like aroma.