49 days until I get to see him. I’ve googled everything, pressured the whole family to buy the tickets and get travel arrangements set and I haven’t even received a piece of mail yet. I’m pretty sure I have the wrong address for him because I think he gave me the wrong unit number. Sending mail is interesting but that’s another post in itself. Maybe tomorrow?
I was so thrilled to get past the 50 day mark and now I’m looking forward to the 40 day mark. The first piece of mail I sent him was his cell phone charger. Apparently, you can have your cell phone at boot camp?!?!? That would have been nice to know in advance (thanks recruiter). I have this new struggle with jealousy. I stalk his Facebook and wish it would constantly vanish. I sometimes wish I had his email address so I could check that too. I also wish that he didn’t have a cell phone so that he could only call the people whose numbers he had memorized. Instead, I try to avoid these things and instead wait to see when he’s going to get paid because I need that check for his bills lol.
Molly Danger 