Joe and I have been going through the motions of a deployment pretty well. We're spending time together. Sleeping in. Fixing dinner together. Staying at home curled on the couch watching movies. Buying some last minute things he will need. Trying to think of everything we are forgetting. Watching the tiny orange countdown click down far too fast.
And yet... It doesnt seem real yet. It's that strange? I'm trying to convence myself this is actually happening so that it wont all hit me all at once. But as hard as I try, it still doesnt seem real. I cant convence myself that Joe will walk out of this house and onto a plane.... in just a matter of days. What's wrong with me? I know I dont want it to be true. But Joe is doing a good job of dragging his feet too. We were standing in front of the junk food aisle at the store yesterday. I told him to pick out all of the stuff he wanted me to pack for him in his care packages. It turned into this huge joke. As we walked out of that aisle, Joe mumbled that he knew he had to start packing and getting ready to leave, he just wasnt ready yet.
Well I'm not ready either. But I have to be VERY SOON!!