contentment

Is hearing your love’s voice after days of separation.  Yep, that’s right, finally got to actually talk to Isaac today.  It was only a quick call, maybe a few minutes but getting to hear his voice even for those short few minutes made my world (and my day) a bit better.  He’s also texted a lot tonight so I’m guessing that they got done for the day early.

I’ve started putting together a playlist, dubbed Deployment Blues.  lol.  Yeah, I’m a sucker.  It’s full of songs about coming home, about loving soldiers, and being apart from your loved one.  It’s not my primary playlist but it helps me.  I’m a music person; it’s like it plays in my soul.  Songs can make me cry for no reason other than their lyrics and message.  Like listening to sheDaisy "Come home soon" will start me tearing up. As does listening to any version of "Danny boy" (though not because of Isaac lol).

Oh well.  It’s late and I work in the morning (and all day, poooooop) so I need to get up early and pack a lunch to take with me.  I was bad today and indulged in Taco Bell.  Down to $30.  Still not bad but not great either.  Harumph.  At least I still have my money set aside for various ‘plans’ (ie: car payment, vacation, taxes) so I can’t be too upset over being down to $30 plus I’ve survived for a week on less than that.

I’m excited.   If all is still going according to plan, my aunt will be up tomorrow night!!!  I’m soooo excited.  I’ll get to see her and I can cry on her shoulder about Isaac leaving the way I can’t do with my mom.  I work all day Wednesday but that’s okay because after driving 12 hours she’ll probably sleep all day on Wednesday.  Then we’ll go out shopping for a bit on Thursday and Friday before I work.  Maybe we’ll go to a movie on Saturday after I get off work…oh wait, I volunteered to work 4 hours Saturday evening at the pharmacy and it was confirmed today that I’d work there 5 to 9 on Saturday…darn.  Oh well, need the money so I can’t complain.  Then I work Sunday all day…damn.  At least I’m off next Saturday…wonder how long my aunt is planning to stay up.  She hadn’t really made definite plans about how long she’d stay when I talked to her last.  Maybe I can convince her to stay until Saturday and we can actually spend real time together.  We’ll see.  I’ll talk to her about it tomorrow night.