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My Vang left yesterday.
He will be gone for a grand total of 38 days.
We cried ourselves sick and ate massive amounts of pizza.
This morning I woke the kids, cleaned the house, drove them to school, did the grocery shopping, and finished the laundry, in that order, before 9am. I think this means I do chores when I am in denial. Yay for a clean house.
I was sitting here thinking to myself that I should keep some sort of journal or diary that Vang could read about all the things he missed while he was gone. All the cute things the kids did, big holiday stuff, little thoughts and ideas. Then I thought "Isn't that what my LJ was for? Duh!"
I think that means I should stop writing mean hateful things about him that he will feel indignant over and maybe not come home from Vietnam. ;)
Like how mad/jealous I am that he gets to leave the country whenever we have enough money simply because its been 13 years since he's been home for the one and only holiday they celebrate and I have no to reason to be jealous of the fact that I will never have a good enough reason to go on a one month vacation nor would my family do all the cooking cleaning and laundry for me if I did. Oh wait. I did take that much time off once or twice. It was called child birth.
He will be gone for a grand total of 38 days.
We cried ourselves sick and ate massive amounts of pizza.
This morning I woke the kids, cleaned the house, drove them to school, did the grocery shopping, and finished the laundry, in that order, before 9am. I think this means I do chores when I am in denial. Yay for a clean house.
I was sitting here thinking to myself that I should keep some sort of journal or diary that Vang could read about all the things he missed while he was gone. All the cute things the kids did, big holiday stuff, little thoughts and ideas. Then I thought "Isn't that what my LJ was for? Duh!"
I think that means I should stop writing mean hateful things about him that he will feel indignant over and maybe not come home from Vietnam. ;)
Like how mad/jealous I am that he gets to leave the country whenever we have enough money simply because its been 13 years since he's been home for the one and only holiday they celebrate and I have no to reason to be jealous of the fact that I will never have a good enough reason to go on a one month vacation nor would my family do all the cooking cleaning and laundry for me if I did. Oh wait. I did take that much time off once or twice. It was called child birth.