Well, here's the latest on my life. I got to go pick up DH from the airport Sunday. (In case you haven't been keeping up with my blogs and forum posts, he had been deployed for 11 months) It was/is so good to see him again.

Unfortunately, I also woke up a bit hoarse that same morning, and it has progressed and evolved all week, first I was just hoarse, then yesterday (Tuesday) evening, I picked up a fever, which started out low, and spiked to 102.8 in the night. I had been on 6 days of vacation, but was supposed to return to work today, and so dragged myself out of bed and to Wal-mart (aka my job) this morning, just to show management how sick I was (they never would have believed me over the  phone, since it was my first day back from vacation and DH just got home) Management sent me straight home with orders to rest and get well (I work in the deli, and was fortunate enough to find a manager who won't let sick associates work with food). I spent most of the day miserable and laying on the couch or in bed, taking Tylenol every four hours. My fever dropped, but I got a horrible migrane in it's place. Now, I think I am better, the headache is gone, the fever is gone, and so far nothing else has started.

DH has been very patient with me being sick the whole time he has been back, and also very helpful around the house, more than he used to be. I am a really lucky girl to have such a good husband. It has been a little rough at times, learning to get used to each other all over again, but that is to be expected. His friends are demanding time with him, and it is hard for me to let go of him, but I can't keep him to myself all the time. I think he and I have both come to appreciate each other a bit more over this deployment. Our sixth anniversary is coming up, but we have spent so much of it apart that I think we are really still working our way through some of the rough patches of the "honeymoon" phase of marriage. We are, however, much much more mature than we were six years ago. Its so good to have him home.

Also, my brother and his 3 kids moved out the evening before DH came home. Only took them about 3 hours to pack up and get out. He even vacuumed the room, but he did leave the walls horribly filthy. I don't know how I'll ever get them white again. Not only are there scribblings of the children, but a fairly consistent black layer of grime from dirty little hands and who knows what else. also a couple of spots of gum in the carpet. Well, at least they are gone. I think putting up with them for 10 months while DH was gone made me appreciate DH so much more. Before DH left, we had 3 of us living here. While he was away, it changed to 6 people living here. Now we are back to just the 3 of us and it is so nice. Peaceful.

Well, that's the latest news in my life. Thanks for reading!