Smack!

As I got up this morning, I knew it was going to be a day to forget. Starting the day off, my kids and I over slept and BARELY made the bus this morning. When I say barely, I mean I didn't even get a chance to brush my daughter's hair. I handed her the brush as she groaned and got on the bus, hollering at them to grab breakfast when they got to school. Not a way for ANYONE young or old to start off their day.

My saving grace was knowing that I had set the coffee up to brew automatically. Like a warm and cozy hug, it was waiting for me inside.


After taking in that much needed caffeine push, I braved a trip to the gym with a friend. We always do a 30 minute workout, but today we both were left without our iPods. A workout is NEARLY impossible when you are missing the beat! We decided if we could force our way to finish the workout, we would go get a HUGE coffee from Starbucks. I mean after all, didn't we deserve this treat?

Seems like a great day I know... wait, it is coming.

We met up with another friend, and caught a movie. Everything went really well. The movie was pretty good, and the companionship was great. Then the credits roll and BOOM it hits me!

The one week wall. I ran into this wall last deployment. The one where you tell yourself you have achieved great things by surviving the first week, but the evil dark demon is whispering that you still have plenty more to go. During this week, his voice is loudest. I don't know why. This week in reality isn't any tougher than the rest.

To make matters worse, I come home to find that the shows I will watch tonight are the season finales of the ones my husband and I would curl up and watch together. Talk about adding extra bricks to the wall! I sit here saddened already that he isn't here, but now I am missing his laughter in the room as "Ted" does something silly to "Barney". Isn't it odd the things we miss when someone leaves? Those things that seem to go unnoticed when they are here.

This wall has smacked me today, but I will climb it tomorrow...