Updates...

You know, I am beginning to realize that my mood comes in two flavors:

Totally Mellow and Totally Stressed.

There is no in between. There is no gray area. It's either I'm fine, or I want to punch someone in the face.

The last week has kind of been of the punch someone in the face variety. I haven't been sleeping that well, because frankly I am still getting used to new surroundings and a new environment. Not in a bad way, mind you, it's great...its just new. And besides that I have had alot on my mind with the idea that within the next year I will not only be sleeping in a new place again, but very likely in a WHOLE NEW STATE all together, while I set off on the adventure of becoming an army family.

This lack of sleep has prompted me to want to come home from my morning schedule and do nothing but sleep. Instead, 9am-1pm has become the time that every single person I know and their monkey's uncle decides to text me with pointless bullshit. This has prompted me to create what I have titled the "Leave me the fuck alone zone". If you or I have not won the lottery and neither of us is on fire...leave me the fuck alone. If you are on the approved list, you can go ahead and text me anyway. And if you weren't on the approved list, you wouldn't be reading this, so you're fine and this isn't about you LOL. That being said, if I don't text you back until after 1pm...it's cause I am sleeping.

Now let me explain a little bit more about the army move. Stew is in the process of deciding whether or not he is going to reenlist. If he does, he will be moving from Fort Bliss to another base and we've been a given a list of potential new places which include California, Alaska, Korea, another base in Texas, or New York. We agreed to cross Korea off the list before we went any further with the decision process...and at this point, unless something else comes up, I think he is down to New York or Texas. Thing is, he wants out of Texas (and I don't blame him...Texas is, well, weird) but New York is going to leave us once again dealing with winters, which neither of us really are looking forward to. As a matter of fact, even less so now that I have jsut typed that and the reality of this possibility sets in. I live in Disney World. I mean, pretty much. It's been 80* here most days of the last few weeks. My friends are here. This is a lot to swallow. But, Stew is not here...and at the end of the day, the whole point is that we want to be together, we will both be happier being together, and so in order to achieve that, this is what we have to do, at least for the time being.

Unless he decides not to reenlist...so...we'll see.