Today and College Have Something In Common- They Both Suck.

I'm going to start out by saying that I am not handling this deployment as well as I was last week. Today really sucked. There are reasons it sucked, but the story is long. The short version is that I was hoping my husband had an excuse for not calling me as much as the other soldiers called their wives, but he doesn't, and it makes me feel like I'm not as important as their husbands seem to think they are. 

So, today sucks because I don't feel important. And if I'm going to be completely honest, I'm kind of pretty upset about it. To take my mind off of it, I'm going to write. Because writing helps.

 

I haven't started college yet because frankly, I hate the idea of college. I know we are supposed to get a higher education, but when the idea of going to college makes you want to throw up, punch a baby penguin, and flee the country all at the same time, it really doesn't give you motivation to start. Maybe if I could ONLY take the classes I wanted, but I have to take all the classes "The Man" wants me to take (which includes math, and I hate math). I mean, if a mission is not for everyone, why is a traditional college?

But just before I came home, I signed up for school. Not regular school. UCMT (Utah College of Massage Therapy). I went into the actual campus the other day to get some financial aid stuff done and to sign some papers to officially sign myself up for school. I'm not going to lie, I was kind of anxious about it.

Partly because I've never done it before, and partly because I know there is a possibility that some soldiers in my husband's unit could come home early. If he comes home early, they will go back to Germany and then they will get a month off. But the problem is, I will be in school. So not only will we not even really get to spend that time together, he'll have to be in Germany while I am in the states- again. If that happens, I am going to be PISSED. But I suppose it's worth the stress to get some kind of further education, seeing as how I don't wanna do regular college. Maybe later.

But it ended up being okay. One of the ladies there was super nice and she took really great care of me. I took my laptop and she saw the picture of Caleb and I saying goodbye, and she asked about him. When I told her that he was deployed, she was really empathetic and really wanted to help me out as much as possible. I still have no idea if I'm going to enjoy it or not, but at least I'm doing something with my life.

Right?...