There is very little one can count on in deployment. Dates change, locations change, communications go down.
There are some things that remain constant, though:
1. The more sleep you need, the less you get
2. The earlier you go to bed, the more often your kids get up that night
3. The sicker you are, the more energy your kids have
4. The messier your house is, the more people drop by
5. The more you miss your husband, the slower time moves
I hate finding ginormous spiders in my house.
I hate it even more when my husband is deployed and I have no choice but to be the spider catcher.
I hate it even even more when it’s a cockroach.
And when it’s a spider and a cockroach at the same time?
I get a big bruise on my foot from freaking out and jumping around and banging into a wall while trying to leap around the corner and away from the bugs that almost ate me when I was trying to kill them.
And then I can’t sleep because I’m convinced there are bugs everywhere and I can practically feel them crawling on me.
Plus my foot kinda hurts.
So remember how I was going to give myself one day to wallow and eat comfort foods after Isaac leaves?
He’s been gone for over 24 hours now and I still haven’t gotten around to the comfort food. Or much food at all.
I just feel like throwing up.
And no, I am not pregnant. It’s just that there’s this part of me that wants to sit down and cry for the next six months, and restraining it is making me sick.
So to distract myself I thought I’d update you on the state of my pores.
Because quite honestly? I could probably spend the next six months in fascinated examination of them.
I’ve continued to use the same blend of oil to cleanse my face. I think I skipped one or two days when I was just too lazy to wash my face at all before bed.
But my cheeks look great anyway. At first I noticed that all the pimples there had shrunk some. Then I noticed that the general redness that affected my lower cheeks was gone, just leaving a few isolated and quickly healing pimples. I haven’t gotten any new pimples, except for a couple very small whiteheads, which upon (careful, repeated) examination seem to be pores that were clogged and are cleaning themselves out.
The pores around my nose are all smaller and cleaner. Immediately after cleansing my face, I look like I have practically no pores at all, but that effect does fade.
Honestly, if my face continues to improve the same way it has this last week, in another week or so the only blemishes left on my face will be the one cystic one that is healing, but slower.
I will probably adjust my oil ratio to see if I can cut out using moisturizer completely. I’ll update you more soon. And if anyone else tries this, let me know how it works!
Also, here’s a picture of Isaac and I the morning he left. Ignore my hair, as my stylist cut it a couple inches shorter than I wanted and I still haven’t figured out how to style it without it looking like a helmet.
*I apologize to anyone who clicked here thinking they were about to read a deeply insightful political post about military deployments and the cost of oil. I am way too interested in the state of my pores to spend much time blogging about the state of the union.
Ok, so I’m going to allow myself one day, ONE, to stay in my pajamas, eat comfort food, and accomplish absolutely nothing.
Because you’d probably be surprised if I admitted just how many days like that I had the last time my husband deployed.
But last time I also battled some depression, and I’m trying to be more proactive this time in stopping it before it starts.
So. One day to indulge the sadness.
What’s your choice of comfort food? A pint of Ben and Jerry’s and a spoon? Raw cookie dough? Chicken Pot Pie made from scratch?
I need some ideas and recipes!
Hurricanes Gustav and Ike were tragic for so many people, but we thankfully ended up losing only one tree.
Well, it’s not actually lost yet. I know exactly where it is. Half-way uprooted in the backyard.
I’m hoping it will just somehow completely uproot itself.
Without the help of another hurricane.
So we didn’t actually lose anything, but we did gain.
We’re down to the last days before Isaac heads to Iraq. He’s only had 10 months between getting back from his last deployment and leaving for this one, and he’s been working crazy hours the whole time he’s been back. In fact one repeating thought I’ve had these past months is that if Isaac dies in Iraq, I’m going to be really mad at the last year together that God provided for us.
And so it was such a blessing that we had three full days off to evacuate for Gustav. We got a leisurely road trip and a day playing in an awesome hotel pool in the unlikely city of Waxahachie. Then Isaac had three days of class- from 9am to 2:30pm, giving us a ton of time to spend together as a family, with absolutely no responsibilities or house cleaning.
Oh, and did I mention that it was almost completely paid for?
Then this last week, the strong winds from Ike knocked out our internet and took out the power in some parts of the city- including the base. Isaac was able to go in late and come home early for several days, allowing us more family time, and him the opportunity to see one of Chloe’s cheerleading practices. He missed the entire season when he was deployed last year, and will miss all but this first week this year, and the power outage got him out of work in time to see it.
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him… -Romans 8:28
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