“… smokin’ Pall Malls’ Watchin’ Laura Ingalls”
I was told this morning that I looked exhausted and ready for a break. That you can just see it on my face. I was like “oh no really” and the other lady chimed in and was like yeah you look tired. She didn’t even know me *cry*. I’m going to look like an old tired hag by the time this is over and I will just strip all the color from my hair, buy some sweat pants and house coats, pink slippers with the rubber soles and start smoking Pall Malls. I will look lovely and fit the part of tired lady uhhhh huh ughhh *cry*pout*snivel*snot*drool*
I believe I am going through that hard time of the deployment rollercoaster. The part where you go in the dark tunnel and crazy things jump out at you. Some you jump and scream when it pops out, others you startle a little and laugh and I think at one point you just go numb and can’t wait until the track curves and you get out of there. The end of the rollercoaster ride is the best. You wonder why you were so nervous, it wasn’t as high and as scary as you thought but really you are just ecstatic that it’s over. I’m in the creepy things pop out at you part. I am not ready and I’m cringing and damn near ready to scream. Not quite going to pee my pants, I think that comes in the second half after R&R. I just hope it doesn’t happen in public.
Desdemona the Fancy Rat.
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