But he was just messing with my mind. He told me he was on his way home since there was no work to be done in the shop.
And I tell ya, I'm really valuing all this time that I do have with him. Yesterday was the longest we'd been apart in a week -- about six hours since he went to work and I went to my mother's. It was really hard when we were both working, with my having to work 8-5pm and his working 3pm until at least 9 or 10pm. Now we have whole weeks where we spend all of our time together.
I know it sounds like we're stuck up each other's butts, but neither of us have outside friends that we'd want to hang around with. I went out with a friend of mine a week ago or so, and it was fun, but I did feel badly leaving Kurt by himself while I was out seeing a movie and eating at Olive Garden. I guess it just boils down to the fact that we're each other's best friends, and we're the best company that we can find for each other. :o)
And I think I need to be very thankful for this time I have with him. In just a few short weeks, he'll be flown out to the Persian Gulf to join his ship, leaving me to fend for myself in a strange town.
I don't doubt that I'll be able to handle it; I am a strong woman. I'll be busy too, what with getting a house and setting it up, having my sister come to visit (hopefully for at least a few weeks), and just finding my way around a new place. Plus I've moved a fair amount in my life; it's not exactly new to me, but every new location is exciting.
I will miss Kurt, though. Because he is my other half, most definitely.
But these are the perils of marrying a sailor!! I'm very proud of my sailor, that he is serving his nation in a way that most people our age refuse to. He's already done ten years, and he's pulling for at least twenty, until they make him retire.
And maybe growing up as a Navy brat just groomed me for being a Navy wife! :o)