Last night was the first time I’d entered the bedroom since Drew left. I’d been sleeping on the recliner in the basement for the past few days. The dogs have not approved of the situation and keep running to the bedroom door. I puess it’s only fun sleeping on the “fur”niture during daylight hours.

The bed in the spare room is covered in Christmas “stuff” that I’ve been too lazy to move and I just couldn’t manage to bring myself to walk into the bedroom of late. For once its a bonus that we have such small closets as I have stashes of clothes all over the house and managed to always find clean clothes without needing to go into the bedroom.

Today I learned that I must sleep with my house phone and can no longer leave it in the basement far away. The answering service we have on our phone line picks up after 3 rings. You can hear a person leaving the message but they can’t hear you at all. 3 rings also doesn’t Leave much time to stumble out of bed and try to run down stairs while trying to avoid being tripped up by the dogs.

I missed Drew’s first call home from Afghanistan. I am a horrible wife. He is a great husband because he left me a voice mail message letting me know he would try calling back later. I’m now glued to the phone and will not be leaving the house today of the off chance that he does get another turn on the phone. They’re limited in the time they can spend on the phone. Everyone gets the same small allotment no matter how big or small your family is.

When Drew was in Bosnia many moons ago he sent an email letting me know which day and approximately when he’d be calling me for the first time. No such luck this morning. Hopefully when he calls back he’ll have some sort of schedule assignment worked out for calls. On the Bosnia tour, I had a “window” when he would call. They were rarely at the same time but the ballpark timeline gave me a clue as to when not to leave the house. It was always Wednesday or Sunday evenings between 6 and midnight… Odd what you can remember from tours gone by.

Listening to the voice mail message I also learned that the KAF Timmies does not accept the swipe gift cards. They do accept the paper gift certificates so we have to specifically ask for that type – and hope the local Timmies still carries them – if we’re sending the magical gift of free coffee to Drew or other adopted troops.

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