101

I didn't realize that my last post was number 100. I should have posted something much more profound and celebratory...oh well. I'm now settled into the apartment and missing the house terribly. The dogs bark at everything. I mean everything! A door closes on the other side of the community...they bark. The fish survived another move. There's only two, but I was worried because one of them has taken to floating upside down and I was sure he was gonna require a burial at see once we got here....keep those fingers crossed cause he's still swimming upside down!!! I think he's trying to be Nemo.

I've started journaling. Thinking about finally starting to write my book. I'm not sure. I keep throwing ideas around in my head but can't seem to commit to one. Seems like everyone is writing a book these days. Kinda don't want to do it so that I don't follow the crowd....but I've been throwing ideas around for years so I wonder if I should keep journaling until something forms on its own. One prominent idea has to do with military life. Not that I've been too immersed, yet. The reason I keep coming back to this is because there's not a whole lot out there (that I've found) for people in my situation. I got a book that ended up being nothing like what it advertised. It wasn't written well and left me extremely unsatisfied. I don't know.

I do know I miss my husband terribly. It seems to be getting worse as time goes on. I'm so lonely for his company. I thought I would be used to it by now but it seems the more I look to our future and when we will be together again, the more I miss him and beg father time to speed things up! By the time we're back together, we will have spent both our birthdays, wedding anniversary and first date anniversary apart. That kills me. In October we will have been together for 8 years. Ridiculous! It seems like I've loved him forever. I wish he was here.....I wish I was there.....