When I was talking to Chad the other night, I related the story of a website of a military spouse who shut down her site after her husband got home. "You know," I said, gesturing with my glass o' Yellow Tail Merlot, "I don't want to be a bitch." And that's what it comes down to, kids.
I DON'T WANT TO BE A BITCH.
Things haven't been all fun and games around here. I didn't get the job. But, I'm over it. I'll write an entry about it later. Instead, I had to open the classroom for the woman who got my job. The other school on base here overhired, and while my paperwork was in the black hole being verified, she got cut from that school and put into my position. Fair? What's that? I'm waiting for the silver lining. Meanwhile, I've been toolin' around Japan.
THIS MAN finally came home.
I hammed it up for the camera (What else is new, right?)
We ate out. On the Balcony.
We bought plants.
We went shopping.
Bottom line, we're together. And I, for one, am relieved. Chad gets out next summer, and I am counting the days. The new teacher arrived yesterday, so I won't be up to my shins in chair throwing middle finger sporting Lil Jon quoting five year olds. I promise I'll be around more often.