Yes I'd like some cheese with my WHINE!

5.5 months down with 10 weeks left. It's been long enough! I'm tired and what's even worse is that I'm tired of being tired. Tired of being both husband and wife, mom and dad, nurturer and disciplinarian, homemaker and breadwinner. Of course I've lived long enough to know that anything that doesn't kill me will only make me stronger, however I'd like to slap the person who made that saying so popular. I'll bet that person was never a deployment widow or as the Navy so likes to refer to us as "Navy Wives: toughest job in the Navy!". I'll bet that person probably made that saying popular over something retarded like eating spinach or collard greens. "what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!". Yeah. Right.

Yeah I'm whining. So what? I think I've "earned" the right to sound off some frustration about life. I've gone through 3 labors and birthed 4 babies (I'm a genius I know) and I know that nothing worth while goes without some blood, sweat and tears. But I'm not talking about birth, something I was made to do. I wasn't made to be both husband and wife, mom and dad, nurturer and disciplinarian, homemaker and breadwinner. Here's a newsflash for you Navy: It might be wise to include the spouses in VA claims upon discharge. Because I'll bet you have a ton of us "widow's" with all kinds of physical and emotional ailments for playing Jeckel AND Hyde for 20 years. Just a suggestion.

I would finish this blog with more of my emotional antics however after mowing the front AND back lawns, cleaning the pee under the toilet, putting a bandaid on my daughters knee, sending my son to his room for mouthing off, paying the bills, working outside the home, shopping for groceries AND nailing the holes in the fence, I have to make supper for the children. This is only 1 day down with 80 more to go. So yeah, I'm whining. Get over it.