Okay, I'm not gonna lie. The past three or so days have been kinda hard. I held it together a lot better at my parent's house. Now, it sucks being in OUR house alone, sleeping in our bed alone, cooking alone, blah blah blah. As of right now B has only been gone about five and a half weeks, but it feels like forever. This is the longest I've gone without seeing him since boot camp; I would see him once a month, or more frequently, while he was in MCT and MOS school. Arghh!!!
They're scheduled to come home on a certain day, but just about every time he calls me the date has changed. Let's hope it doesn't change again though!