You have GOT to be kidding me...

Today is Monday...Jason's first day back to work. He woke up puking. 24 hour flu or food poisoning...we are not sure. He went in at the time he was going in before he left for AZ...came home to rest for a bit...went back and just text me saying they moved him to swings. Are you serious?! That was literally my worst nightmare. I guess I shouldn't be surprised because I actually called it. Shortly after we got orders and in one of my "not-so-happy-about-this-move" rants I said, Watch! We'll get over there and you'll go to swings and I won't see you anyway! I guess I'm a fortune teller now. I'm pissed. Beyond pissed. I am supposed to make the best out of this move and focus on what it can do for our family...oh wait! Your family won't be together until Saturday and Sunday! Swings sucks! I've done swings...it's stressful and I'm a single mom on swings. I did it with one kid and I am not looking forward to doing it with 2. It isn't fair. We just got here Thursday night...I didn't have but ONE day to be "normal" and I was neck deep in boxes. Do I sound pissed?! I'm pissed. I have to start a new job, one that I put MANY hours into, while I have to worry about hurrying and getting my kids from day care, get dinner on the table, bath time, bed time, work I bring home, and all by myself. It is a bunch of crap. In the next month it will be fine because I am not working QUITE yet and we will be home during the day...but once I start work it will be hell. Aiden will be starting sports...all me. Swings is lonely and it just makes me pissy. And I think we can all agree that Carrie being pissy is not great for anyone. OK, I'm done. I'll get over it...I have to. That's what military wives do...they get over it and move on. I still get to complain about though....