You guys get another Pams-titute for the next few months. Trav’s officially back in theater. Shoddy military transport extended his departure an entire day. It was an unexpected blessing (and much needed one too). Since all the necessities had already been completed prior to his original goodbye, Trav and I were able to just schmooze and enjoy the day and each other’s company.
Needless to say, I am NOT happy about him going for the fourth time in almost three years but there is a brightly shining light at the end of it all. Also, Trav will be home a little earlier than the typical 4 monther – or, at least he’d better be! Baby girl yet-to-be-named (any suggestions?) is due early December and Trav will be coming home right toward the end of my pregnancy. I’m sweating the close timeline but am sure it’ll all work out in the end. To sound like a broken record, anyone who would like his APO address let me know and I’ll email it to you. It is different than the last few times. Again, he and others always appreciate homemade beef jerky, good coffee, magazines, etc. You know the drill by now.
As for me, I’ve got plenty to keep my mind occupied over the next three months. Number one is selling our house. Wish me luck! That in itself is almost a full time job. An already booked trip back to Cleveland in early October (thanks Laura!) will also help break up the deployment. I’ll also keep on working part-time until mid-November and Brenden always keeps me on my toes.
To keep my right brain from shriveling with too much logistical planning during the near future, I’m crafting up a few projects. One thing I plan on doing is decorating for baby girl. Although she won’t have a room to call her own until she’s six months old, I’m not going to inhibit my nesting instinct. I’m sure I’ll post on this at some point in the future.
So, I’ll keep ya’ll posted on family happenings over the next few months. Above is one last picture of Trav and Brenden saying their goodbyes. I threw up this picture from the start of the last deployment just for the heck of it.
The more things change, the more they stay the same…