While on the road, you have a lot of time to sit and think-well reflect really, as to a lot of things in your life. One thing that hit me was the fact that I have been homeless a LOT in my 29 years. Even more so in the last 4 years since I have married my husband and joined the army wife ranks. It's a blessing and a curse all in one, that army wife thing. You get to be a part of something pretty phenominal, somthing that not many people get to be a part of, something that is pretty upstanding, and at the same time, you have to give up so much. You have to be a single parent, you have to live knowing that your loved one is in harm's way every minute of every day. It's such an awful feeling, it really is. I mean, as a mom, it's hard enough sleeping at night, pratically waking at every sneeze, cough, or movement that your baby makes, and then add on the fact that your spouse isn't there. Yeah, ok, enough of that.....
Our move went quite well. We only spent one night at the hotel in Des Moines, and the kids did pretty well. Abby and Daddy had their own room, and Mommy and Danny got to snuggle together in their room. We had a bit of trouble with the moving truck, and ended up stuck in some poor farmer's corn field for about 2 hours while we were waiting for a mechanic. Turns out that we had a bad fuel filter-or so we thought. The next day, we had the same problem....the truck just wouldn't go over 40mph! We were starting to panic too because we had to be to Fort Riley at LEAST by 4:30 in order to sign for housing, otherwise it was going to be a mess!
So needless to say, we get to Riley, park the moving truck outside of post (because we would have had to spend more time getting a day pass and getting the truck inspected and everything) and Roland just jumped in the truck with us and we zoooooomed to housing, signed for the house, and went back for the truck. I dropped him off, and went back for the gate. The guy stopped me at the gate, and thought that we were terrorists!! LMAO!! I explained what was going on, and he still gave me a look like, "Uh huh, suuuuure lady!" Apparently Roland said too that the MP's were called out also while we were gone to check out the truck. Too funny.
And then....my poor neighbor! Our second day here, she falls down the stairs and that is how I met her, in terrible pain at the top of her stairs. Turns out that she BADLY bruised her hip and ankle and was in pretty bad pain for a few days. Like I said, poor girl!
And then, as if our life could not get any more eventful in what, 11 days?! Poor Danny contracted some virus and had some massive gut issues for like a week, and then poor Abby had the pukes last night. Thank GOD Roland was home. I would have lost my mind. Really. I owe this man my life right now. He is my hero. Hopefully everyone is on the mend now. I am going to bleach my house from top to bottom tomorrow and wash everyone's everything. Wish me luck! lol