I would love to write something heartfelt and beautiful about the almost 3 months that C.J. has been home. I can't. It's not because things have gone horribly wrong since he has been home. It has been great. I'm just emotionally drained. I don't know how to put into words what our lives have been like.
It was amazing when the kids ran to him in the armory. I can't even begin to describe the smiles on everyones' faces. Then the kids started getting a bit crabby because they were hungry so off to Subway we went. The honeymoon was over, and life together began again.
We are both back at work. I went back 4 days after he got home, and C.J. went back after being home for a mere 11 days. We kind of never slow down. I don't know if I could function if I wasn't going at full speed nearly all the time, and C.J. is worse than I am.
So that's it. I'm sure it sounds like I'm not happy to have him back or that I don't really love him. The reality is that between C.J., the kids and work there is no emotion left to write. I finally have my husband back to use as a soundboard. This isn't the last of The Not So Army Wife, but, as is apparent from the previous break, there will probably be fewer posts with more time between them. I won't write meaningless posts just to put words on a page. So, until something inspiring hits, enjoy what's already up here and find other great blogs to read!