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I'm aware that I haven't blogged in almost a week. My life can be beyond unpredictable, busy and pretty crazy. Here's a recap of my eventful weekend, though:

Friday: After work, I came home to find that Hustler had once again taken it upon himself to get into whatever his little heart desired. Luckily, nothing important. After picking up after my damn puppy, I proceeded to clean my house. My ENTIRE house. Granted, it's not like it's huge or anything. But refer to my post about cleaning and you'll understand what I mean. The only reason I played domestic goddess was to make Justin happy. (Don't get me wrong. I always keep it clean. However this was SUPER cleaning). I could barely contain my excitement the whole day in anticipation of seeing him. I was supposed to be picking him up at about 5:30pm from work. Once I got his phone call, I left the house, smiling a big cheesy smile while driving. Singing my heart out. Didn't care who saw me. When I parked and was waiting for him to come to the car, I got butterflies. Ah, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Whatever. I literally strangled the poor guy when I ran to give him the biggest hug of his life along with a million "hello-I-missed-you-SO-much" kisses. We then went and had a nice dinner, ran a couple errands, came home and spent some quality, MUCH needed alone time together. ;) Three weeks apart will drive one crazy.

Saturday: Unfortunately, I had to get up early for work. Luckily it was a short day and I was home before he even woke up. You bet I hopped right back into bed with him. Shoe shopping for Justin was the first event. First let me explain what this means. He can't just go into a store, pick out some shoes, get his size and leave. Oh, nope. He's ultra picky for one. For two, his feet are weird. He's in between sizes or whatever so shoes don't ever fit him right. Which makes shopping for shoes a chore. We looked at 5 different stores. Nothing. We had to stop that for the day though. Off to his brother's house for swimming and a nice family BBQ. His mom, who lives about an hour away, was also visiting with Justin's sisters and a couple of their friends. Bowling was after this. SO much fun, even though I definitely suck. Justin's mom, sisters and friends ended up sleeping at our house. Oh, goody. (If only you knew. They're a little crazy).

Sunday: Being the wonderful cook I am, I whipped up some delicious french toast for everyone. Then came errands... all day. Went to his brothers for a bit. Then ate at Mimi's Cafe for dinner. I ordered a beer. And if you've ever been to Mimi's... yeah, well, you can imagine how I felt drinking a beer there. Out of place, maybe? It's just so cute and homey in there. My beer was good regardless. Then home for some much needed sleep.

Monday: (My favorite day of the long weekend). It was so nice to not have to get up early for work, or worry about going to class. Instead we had a day to relax and remember all the fallen soldiers and men and women who fight for us everyday =). Justin and I slept in together. This is a rare happening. More shoe shopping. He actually found some, though! Thank goodness. And we came across this watch store and went in to look, with no intention of actually buying. BUT... I saw this Juicy Couture watch:

and I REALLY likedloved it. Oh well, dream on, I thought. But after seeing how much I loved it... Justin bought it for me! This gorgeous watch is now all mine. (Yes, I'm excited. You see, I've never really been the type to receive or worry about designer things. Until now I guess?). All smiles, we went to the grocery store, went home, and I made him his favorite dinner. Meatloaf and homemade mashed potatoes. Yum, but not the healthiest. As long as it made him happy =).

We spent one last night together and he had to leave early this morning. Of course I'm upset. Saying goodbye whenever he leaves breaks my little heart. It's the worst feeling. It always takes me a a couple days to come completely out of my funk.

Didn't "diet" all weekend (oops). Didn't hit the gym once. But did any of that enter my mind? Nope. I was much too happy sitting on cloud nine. But now it's back to reality. It's just me and the dogs/cat again. At least I've got my little furry babies to keep my company.

Blessing in disguise & oh how I miss him...

Thursday nights at 6:30pm I have my Intro to Business class at the community college I'm currently attending. We had a two-page paper (single spaced, 11 font (freaking tiny- he's crazy!), I might add!) that was due tonight. Granted, I've had a whole week to do it. The subject was a little complicated for me, though. There were 5 separate questions to be answered, all of which had to do with the recent events involving Chrysler, the United Auto Workers Union, labor relations, the effect of this, the result of that... whatever. Researching this topic made it even MORE confusing, let me tell you. I found all kinds of mixed, jumbled stories. I couldn't quite piece together what it all meant. (Yes, I have a point). So, seven days go by... and me being the procrastinator that I truly am, put it off each and every day. Come tonight, I'm ready to leave for class- with no paper in hand. Oops. Surprise Surprise.

Walking up to classroom, I see people from class just sitting around on benches, waiting. This is nothing new, as the professor is often a little late. There were about 10 of us, all airheads it turns out. No one bothered to get up and walk through the double doors to his classroom door. Someone finally did, and he came back out and said "There's a note on the door. Class is cancelled". WHAT?! A mini celebration erupted in my head. My lucky day! Now I've got even more days to (NOT) do the assignment. Lovely. (Knowing my luck, he'll email us tomorrow asking for our assignments by email. Wouldn't that be wonderful). Temporarily, though, the joy is still there. It made my night.

On another note, I really, tremendously miss Justin. A little over a month ago (feels like so much longer) he started truck driving again. Money got tight recently, and he makes much more driving. Justin has his Class A license, even though for the past 2 years he hasn't driven a semi. But with money being sparse and the economy sucking ass, he decided to give trucking another go. He's doing over-the-road, which means he travels from state to state. Meaning:

He never knows when he'll be home. He never knows the next place he's going until they let him know. He has to shower in strange places, and do all his business in bathrooms that aren't his. Sleeping isn't the greatest, either. He sleeps in a bed in his truck, which looks like this:

I feel horrible. And besides just feeling bad for him, I'm miserable myself!! I've yet to adjust, and he's been doing this for almost two months. I sleep alone almost every night, with only my dogs keeping me company. Yes, the extra money is nice. But not really. I'd give anything to just have him back home with me, the way it should be... Missing him is SO hard. We talk about a million times a day between phone calls/texting, which does help. But crap.

I don't know how other women, such as military wives, do it. I now have tons of respect for each and every one of them now that I'm somewhat experiencing what they go through... Some for months at a time.

Forget all that. I want my baby back. Home. With me, where he should be. =(