I was out with the ‘rents tonight, enjoying a sprog-free evening at the bookstore, when my shoe phone rang. It was a Virginia number and one not plugged into this phone (my husband’s old phone that I inherited when he went away).
“Hello?” say I.
“Hey, babe,” says the YodaMan.
“What up?” ask I.
“I’ll be in Alabammy at nine in the morning.”
I blink. I stutter. It comes out sounding like, “Bu-wha-huh-y-b-w WHAT?”
Thanks to his diligence in prepping for check out and getting to the ECRC before the hordes had descended, he completed his check out in a record 4 hours. Then, thanks to the awesomeness that is Kimba, he secured transportation hither and thither and yon and is taking a red eye tonight.
The sprogs will be thrilled (and it turns out they were telling the babysitter that Daddy was on an airplane flying over the house RIGHT THIS SECOND). I’m also thrilled, but at the same time, I’m completely unprepared. I had a timeline. I had plans. And now, I’m scouring my craptastic room, where I’ve had to store everything I own in Alabammy, and trying to cram shit in some kind of order in which two people can survive for a week. GAHHHHHHH!!!!! And also, SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
What a night. :) It’s time to get my dance on.
Note to the world: Kimba is a total rock star! I hope he didn’t chintz you on dinner, chica. ;)
7 comments:
Oh, my! Yeah!!!!!!
Isn't that always the case. I ALWAYS have a list of things that I'm going to do while he's gone, and big plans to get done to prepare for his return. And then...
It doesn't matter. He's coming home!!!
Enjoy.
Happy home coming.. The Navy is kinda like a baby... You have plans and they never work out. If you don't make plans we go crazy!!!!
Have fun!!!
ok. so the suitcase, with the important nightie and whatever other accoutrement...
Whoot!! have fun! we'll see you later... waaay later.
LAW
Yay! How exciting!
Hee! No, we had a lovely Greek dinner, actually. Poor YodaMan was so tired I joked that I should pin a note to his shirt with your phone # on it when I dropped him off at the airport - you know, "Please see that this man gets home to his wife. She can be reached at ###. If he is asleep at his gate, please wake him in time to catch flight #123 - thanks!" LOL
*hug* It was no trouble, and YodaMan is great company, even when he's nearly in a coma ;-)
So excited to hear that he is home and on US soil again. Kuwait is the biggest cluster that ever was, I'm convinced. Obi-Wan had several narley incidents traveling through there with delays and getting seabags loaded then unloaded, then loaded again and then unloaded, and flights canceled and rescheduled, etc. It was a vicious disorganized cycle.
YAY!! And an extra special yay for the sproglets. I'm so glad he's home, my friend.
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