A Series of Unfortunate Events

This week two unrelated but very annoying things happened to me. My pool turned green, and a trampoline was delivered to my house.

On Thursday evening when I was washing my dishes, I noticed a huge box sitting on my front lawn. My first instinct was to mutter to myself, "oh my god.. what did Hubby buy this time?!" When I opened my front door and realized that it wasn't just one large box, but two, and these two large boxes contained a trampoline I was even more puzzled. Upon further inspection, I noticed that this trampoline was delivered to the correct address but was meant for someone named Stacy Doss. I briefly considered taking the trampoline inside and putting it together in my back yard, but thought better of it and made a phone call to UPS. They promised that the package would be picked up the next day. When I got home from school on Friday, I noticed that the two large packages were still sitting on my front lawn. Incredibly annoyed, I made yet another phone call to UPS and was told that the packages were still scheduled to be picked up and could be picked up as late as 8:30 pm. Satisfied, I hung up. This morning, I woke up, and the PACKAGES WERE STILL THERE! grrrrrrrrrr. At this point, I'm cursing the fact that I live in a neighborhood where a boxed up trampoline can sit in my front yard for 3 days without being stolen. I just want the stupid thing gone!

And.. yeah.. my pool is green.

Don't be fooled by the glamour and mystique of owning a pool. None of it is true. You spend 99% of your time cleaning the pool and attempting to keep up with it, and only 1% of your time enjoying it. These are factual percentages.. I'm fairly certain.

Today I'm feeling frustrated with this deployment. Hubby and I did the long distance dating thing for a long time, so I am no stranger to being away from him. But, what I think that a lot of people don't understand is that in the 3 years that we have been married, we have built a life together that was built for two. Currently, I find myself alone, struggling to keep up with the life that was designed for two. Two of my cars are well overdue for oil changes and could very well just come to a grinding halt one of these days, the lawn is in bad need of weed whacking (but the weed whacker ran out of string and for the life of me I cannot figure out how to restring it- seriously-), my pool is green and not even the pool people were able to help me because I came home and did what they told me to do and VOILA, my pool is STILL GREEN! Oh, yeah, and the garbage disposal is completely broken, my bathroom door doesn't close anymore, my pipes make strange groaning noises when any kind of water is running, one of the pieces of my fence fell in, my back yard no longer has any grass but is completely dirt, and I could go on. really. I'm frustrated. This deployment is WEARING on me.. and I am simply ready for Hubby to return home.

I know I am veering away from my "optimism only" attitude.. but.. at this point, I feel like I'm perfectly in my rights to do a little bit of complaining. It's complain and make light of things, or, have a complete and total mental breakdown. I choose complaining. :O)

At this point, all I have to say is,
November can't get here soon enough.