I did it. We did it. It’s done.
Homecoming is forecast rainy rainy rainy, but who the heck cares?
The kids were super grouchy this afternoon, wouldn’t nap, screamed and cried constantly, and went to bed early so we missed the homecoming info meeting. Typical.
But you know what? Who the heck cares?
I stopped trying to peel off Eloise, sat on the back porch, and had a beer. This deployment, along with the crappy work ups that started as soon as we got here, has contained some of the best—and some of the worst—moments of my life.
And now, it’s (nearly) done. It feels like a huge personal achievement merely to have survived some of the days we’ve had. Literally; I’m thinking of the day Eloise choked and I gave her the heimlich and the basement flooded.
So I sat on my fanny and enjoyed that beer and a job well done.
SEE YOU TOMORROW, CHRIS!!