Right now I'm working off of three cups of coffee while at the same time tweaking my ass off. I thought the caffeine would give me some pep to finish out the day, but it didn't work as I would have liked. I was still drained, pissed off at everything, and dreading every hour, but at this point the coffee was keeping me from being able to sit still for five minutes. These last three weeks have been hectic, and next week is going to be just as difficult. All of us have a ton of shit on our plates and its stressful, but we're each able to endure it using our own methods.
I need some time off. Next week I'm taking off to Canada for a few days to relax, get a massage + happy ending, and perhaps get some new ink. Somehow I feel like I deserve this.
The promotion is taking forever which is aggravating the hell out of me, but everyone's been too busy to deal with any paperwork. I've officially reached my 2-year mark today, so its all downhill from here. Exactly two years from now, I will be taking off my uniform and tags for the final time until I decide whether or not I'm coming back into the service. It feels like a decade has passed since I first stepped onto Ft. Benning.
Anyway, bills are paid for now, and besides my car, I'm completely out of debt. Checking my bank this afternoon I found that the second increment of my bonus had directly deposited into my account. The taxes taken out were higher than last year, but still, it's $7200 of free money given to me at the right time. And all I had to do was sign my life over.
Oh yeah, and this...
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