Slacking off, I know

Ok so I missed a few days.  Let's see.  Sunday I had a minor relapse into puking my guts out.  Now back on the meds and doing ok.  Monday I took the day off to spend time with Sam, but spent most of the day sleeping on the couch.  It's what I do.  Then today was pretty much the same.

Sam had to report in at 6:00 am.  We initially thought that that would be the last time I saw him, but he got to come home at noon and hang out until five.  Again, the majority of the time was spent laying on the couch watching TV.  Then I drove him up to base and hung out for another hour and then left him.  I always leave him with some good advice when he deploys, "Play nice with the other children."  It really does feel like dropping your kid off at the first day of school, only this day will last for 120 or more.  But seriously, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.  The hugs were a little tighter and the kisses lingered a little longer, but all in all it was just like last year.  Now I'm on my own.  I told Sam that I needed to find another "hunter/gatherer".  That's what I called him since he was my constant source of food.  Now I must get up off the couch and fend for myself.  However, I did eat over with some girlfriends tonight so I haven't taken that leap yet.  I've just moved up the food chain to scavenger

Now I am at home about to catch up on some DVR'd shows from last week and tonight.  Then I will hit the hay and go into work tomorrow for the first time since Friday.  I love sick/annual leave.

Don't worry about me though.  When I curl up in bed at night, I have my ADT alarm, my 120 pound lump of love dog, my 12 pound pit bull trapped in another dog's body, and .45 tucked away in an easily accessible place.  I also sleep knowing brave men and women guard my freedom to have all of this.  All should be safe at home.