POA or PIA, Your Choice

What a cluster-f@#&!!!  Ladies (and gents if you spouses are male) before your spouse goes on deployment... get a Power of Attorney.  It makes life so much easier.

Salton made one tiny mistake on his taxes before sending them in and I didn't get the forms back until a couple days ago.   They're due back in 10 days with the changes and his signature.  If I had POA, I could attach a copy and sign it myself.  Can I send it back to the ship, have him sign it and send it back to the IRS in time?  Perhaps... Or will I have to resort to drastic measures?  We'll see!

But seriously, POA... get one, or you'll have a PIA.. Pain in A$$.

Also, screw this pros and cons thing.  I'm feeling lazy and I don't want to force myself to come up with something clever if it doesn't come naturally.  Tonight it's clearly not coming naturally.  I'm stressed out and can't sleep.

So much fun! YAY deployment!

One Month In: The Breakdown

Yes, it's really already been over a month now and in case you haven't noticed, I've been too busy to post in here.  Between work and spending time with this great group of wives I met that first night, I've honestly been too busy to even realize that so much time has already gone by.

However, this doesn't mean I haven't had time to think about my husband.  I finally hit that point a week ago where I was just a blubbering, sobbing mess for two days straight.  The only pauses were during work hours.  Here's how this all went down:

I was having an awful day at work - getting really stressed out and just felt like shit in general, thanks to my boss.  When I left work that evening, I got in my car and started driving.  Normally, when Salton was home, if I had a bad day I would call him.  This day, when I went to pick up the phone to call him and remembered that there is no way for me to do that, the flood gates opened.  I don't know how I made it home, because I sure as hell couldn't see where I was going through the tsunami of tears.  Then I got home and it just continued.  I used to be able to come home and just seeing him there was all I needed to remind me that "this" is the stuff that matters in life; not some random job, but love.

The next morning I was absolutely dreading going to work and thought I should just call out because I knew it wasn't going to be a good day for me.  While I was in the parking lot at work, waiting for 8:00 exactly before I even went in, I cried like a baby.  What a wonderful way to start my day.

I was just having the worst two days at work, so during lunch, I got in my car and sobbed again.  I didn't even eat lunch because I couldn't stop crying long enough.  Got off work hours later and once I was back in my car going home, it happened again.  I was a total mess.  I couldn't get rid of this stress that had built up, and hadn't realized how much I really relied on my husband to make that stress disappear until now.  Now that I don't have him to come home to or at least to call, I have no complete release for this.

So, that's my breakdown story.  Amazing the things we... well I was going to say take for granted, but I never actually took his company for granted.  I guess it just took one stressful work day for me to really realize the extent of my reliance on my husband.  This whole time I've had little frustrations with work, but just seeing him, feeling his arms around me, being able to talk to him whenever I wanted... all of that made work seem so trivial and not worth getting upset over.  That companionship is something that I've grown accustomed to already and to finally notice that I didn't have it was killing me.

I took the next day off work.

Pro: I made it a month without a breakdown

Con: I might not make it six more without another