I'm feeling bitter.
Lately it seems like the Army gets more of my husband than I do. When he's home he's still "working". His Joes call pretty steadily
ALL.THE.TIME. throughout the week for random information or to cry about what mistakes they've made. It pisses me off. Tonight Kevin is coming down with something (feeling yucky) and thanks to the cold weather we've been experiencing lately the titanium rod in his leg is causing him pain so he's in the bath....
have I mentioned the fact that my husband thinks a bath will fix anything??? Well, yeah, he does.
.... maybe I'm not actually mad at/fighting with the Army. Maybe I'm just missing my husband.
Or maybe, I'm just pissing and moaning.
No, that couldn't possibly be right- doesn't sound like a thing I'd do.