My husband's rightful owners called and they want him back. So I have to smile sweetly, pack him up and send him on his merry way while I stand and the door delighted to care for our 3 little darlings all on my own.
When Dan came over to his new command he warned me that he would have to travel now and again...a week here and there. Bull SH*T. I should have known. His owners lie all the time....lure you in and and slowly torture and kill you inch by inch. The NAVY! Dan was just gone in June, at that time he assured me that he wouldn't be going away again at least until after the fall. Now another trip has mysteriously come up and he is leaving in another few weeks. THEN he is scheduled to go out again in October. I had just swallowed that bitter pill when he comes home last night and tells me he "HAS TO" go to Hawaii in September for 2 weeks. HAWAII?????!?!?!?! So in the next 3 months he will be gone at least a month and half. And Hawaii?? How fair is that crap? I can handle the thought of him miserable on a ship somewhere or on some deserted Navy island, but this is just wrong. Have a nice vacation dear, I'll be sitting at home smiling like June Cleaver awaiting your return.