Making it
I've still got a little bit of a leftover cough today. When Amaris got up this morning at 6:30, I was not impressed. I went to bed just after midnight and got up with her 5 times to put her back to bed. And then the alarm went off at 5:00 and I got out of bed to send Mark off to school, bags packed for him to stay overnight as the duty NCO.
Somehow, I managed to get Amaris back to sleep with me for another 3 hours. That was very appreciated and very much needed. I still feel sleepy, but not quite to the same extreme as before.
I still haven't tackled all of the Sharpie artwork. I can't bring myself to be motivated enough to tend to it all. It's overwhelming. The front door is cleaned, and parts of the walls, thanks to a team effort put forth by Mark and I - after he'd cooled down a bit from the initial shock. I tended to some of her furniture yesterday. Today I figure I should probably do something. Not sure what just yet, though.
I found a living room set at the exchange online, 5 pieces for $1200. Shipping is $100. It's black, and I'm not crazy about black couches but it seems a little more child-friendly than khaki. It comes with the couch, loveseat, coffee table, and two end tables. Not that I have $1300 or anything, but still it's good to know it's there.
It's still hot. And I still don't know where we'll be heading next. But I do know that the likelihood of 29 Palms is dissipating, as both of the other Marines in Mark's class volunteered for it... Why, I am not sure. I guess they're gluttons for punishment. Whatever the cause, I am grateful to them.
We're surviving. Tonight will suck and I'll be home alone and probably up late because I can never coax myself to go to bed when Mark's away, but I'll get through it and tomorrow will be another day. On days like this, I am always impressed when I look at the clock and it's after noon. I feel like I've managed to get more than halfway through (even if some of that time was spent sleeping) and I'm encouraged to keep on keeping on through the rest of it.
My tolerance for the heat is dropping. I used to be able to cope with it being 89 degrees in the house before I bothered with the a/c. Today I was miserable and went to check the thermostat and was really disappointed to see that it was only 84 degrees. I set the a/c for 82, and hopefully I'll be alright with that and my electricity bill won't be too awfully ridiculous... We'll see.
We're about halfway through our stay in Texas. I'm going to make it.
Somehow, I managed to get Amaris back to sleep with me for another 3 hours. That was very appreciated and very much needed. I still feel sleepy, but not quite to the same extreme as before.
I still haven't tackled all of the Sharpie artwork. I can't bring myself to be motivated enough to tend to it all. It's overwhelming. The front door is cleaned, and parts of the walls, thanks to a team effort put forth by Mark and I - after he'd cooled down a bit from the initial shock. I tended to some of her furniture yesterday. Today I figure I should probably do something. Not sure what just yet, though.
I found a living room set at the exchange online, 5 pieces for $1200. Shipping is $100. It's black, and I'm not crazy about black couches but it seems a little more child-friendly than khaki. It comes with the couch, loveseat, coffee table, and two end tables. Not that I have $1300 or anything, but still it's good to know it's there.
It's still hot. And I still don't know where we'll be heading next. But I do know that the likelihood of 29 Palms is dissipating, as both of the other Marines in Mark's class volunteered for it... Why, I am not sure. I guess they're gluttons for punishment. Whatever the cause, I am grateful to them.
We're surviving. Tonight will suck and I'll be home alone and probably up late because I can never coax myself to go to bed when Mark's away, but I'll get through it and tomorrow will be another day. On days like this, I am always impressed when I look at the clock and it's after noon. I feel like I've managed to get more than halfway through (even if some of that time was spent sleeping) and I'm encouraged to keep on keeping on through the rest of it.
My tolerance for the heat is dropping. I used to be able to cope with it being 89 degrees in the house before I bothered with the a/c. Today I was miserable and went to check the thermostat and was really disappointed to see that it was only 84 degrees. I set the a/c for 82, and hopefully I'll be alright with that and my electricity bill won't be too awfully ridiculous... We'll see.
We're about halfway through our stay in Texas. I'm going to make it.
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