SO, I'm freaking out. I don't know for sure what day I am leaving Germany because the military won't let me schedule my flight yet. As a matter of fact, I had to give them a ten day window so they can try and schedule me on whatever they want during that time. I had planned on leaving on the 12th of March, but who knows now. I still have so much to do. I'm finishing up a Master's class that I'll be lucky as hell to get a B in because my pseudo husband decided to go to Afghanistan for 2 1/2 weeks. No, he didn't HAVE to go, he could have gone after I had left, but he didn't. He hoped that it would delay my departure, and it won't, so help me. So I've hardly been able to get my school work done at all.
I haven't even begun to pack. Mostly because the movers do it and it's better to have them do it because then if something is broken, the AF will pay for it. The dividing of marital possessions is almost completely done. He makes statements like, "I'm thinking of letting you keep the couch." Gee, how fucking nice of you to THINK about giving me something I paid half for. Right.....
I also like the comment when he returned, "Was anyone in the house other than Kerstine (a friend)? I just have a funny feeling some one was." NO, I'M NOT YOUR EX-WIFE YOU STUPID ASS!
It's so frustrating. My only saving grace of sanity is my daughter and the light of individuality I so desperately desire.
It's our desire's that keep us alive, right?