14 weeks today. I haven't really talked about the weeks lately. 14 weeks seems so long, but then it doesn't, you know? We have 38 weeks to go. And even then, maybe we don't. I'm just using exactly one year as a marker, but he could be coming home earlier or later than that date. The chances of him coming home on the date he left is like .01%. But it's good to have a goal in mind!
Speaking of goals... I realized today that I was far more productive in college. On top of 13-21 hours a semester, depending on the semester, of classes, I had a part time job, ROTC, a husband, groceries, cleaning, and other social stuff. It was a lot! Now I can't even get myself to clean the bathtub. I know, it's probably because I have too much time on my hands. Before, I had to do what I had to do with the time I was given. I have all the time in the world now! So I don't get anything done.
Oh I'm starting to sound depressed, huh? I'm not! Just distracted by my Thursday night TV. And tired a bit. I'm in a blogging rut, not much exciting to say!