Allen will be home TOMORROW!!!! I have been saying that outloud and in my head all day long. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. That sounds so awesome. So much better than "in two days." But, tomorrow Allen will be home. Of course, I need to be cleaning my house like crazy, and, instead am posting to the blog. Ashlyn also needs to be napping so the cleaning can take place. At this point, neither of those things are happening. Why, oh why is she not napping?
Anyway, Allen will be home tomorrow. So, hopefully I will have my house clean by, you guessed it, tomorrow. How many times can I randomly add "tomorrow" to this entry? So, tomorrow, when Allen is home, we will be letting everyone know that he is home, tomorrow, either through email, blog, or phone call.
Frustration for the week. In all of the Army's infinite wisdom, the soldiers receive 48 to 72 hours off as soon as they get home (tomorrow,) before they start their "don't-beat-your-wife" training. This sounded fine to me, basically. Who cares if he has to work for a few hours and then came home? It never occurred to me that this would include the weekend. So, Allen has to go to work starting Sunday! Sunday. I have so been looking forward to going to church with him when he got home. But, nope, won't be happening. Annoying. But, it isn't that big of a deal, since he will be home tomorrow.
I've already received my phone call from our rear-d commander that Allen will be home tomorrow! Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow! Tomorrow! (I think that is 16, but I may have lost count.)
I'll let you know about the homecoming, tomorrow!!!!! (so, 17)