Day Eight.

Today was a little rougher than the past few. 

I had my last Christmas gathering to attend, and was to be traveling around the time that my boyfriend would normally be calling.  We had talked about just doing email today, but last night I sent him a message and told him to go ahead and call my cell phone and at least we could say hello to each other.  I do like to hear his voice as often as possible.. 

So I arrived at my Christmas celebration and left my phone in my purse. Usually I am attached at the hip with it, especially if I know he'll be calling.  For some reason I didn't think about it. I was too busy chatting and snacking on pre-lunch goodies... I suddenly remembered and went to my purse and of course there was a missed call and a voicemail. 

I was about in tears when I listened to my voicemail.  I hated that I had been so distracted and totally spaced it. I was really mad at myself! So I sent a text to his email and asked if he got a chance to call back I'd really like to talk to him if he wasn't too tired. 

I really wasn't optimistic about receiving a return call so I tried to keep my composure and choke back tears. By then, it was time to get our plates for lunch and as soon as I sat down at the table with my food, my phone rang.  I excused myself from the table to take the call. 

We only chatted for a few minutes.  He had a good day. He got to work on some helicopters today, so I'm sure that was nice for him!  I think getting to put his skills to work has been really rewarding and I am so happy that he is getting that satisfaction for all his hard work training for it. 

I felt bad for asking him to call back and then cutting the conversation short. He of course understood. I can't always read his emotions over the phone though and I'm not sure if he shares them all of the time. But I think he was okay. I wonder if the home-sickness is getting to him, but I can't quite tell and I haven't asked about it yet.  He did say he was having withdraws from not being with his honey the other day though.

This last month was the longest period of time we had ever been together as a couple. Before he left we were just dating, and became "boyfriend/girlfriend" in our letters... yes I actually wrote him a letter while he was at basic training and asked him if he wanted to officially be my boyfriend!!  We spent the holidays together last year while he was on holiday block for two weeks at AIT and he came home for Christmas and New Years, and then for two weeks in August 2010 when he was transferring from AIT to his permanent duty station.  Other than that, it's only been weekends or four-day holiday weekends that we have gotten to spend together.

It was about three and a half weeks that we spent together before he left for Iraq. So one would think we would be used to the long-distance relationship'ing by now!  I am just ready for us to have time together and not have a deadline looming over our heads. It will be so nice when he gets back and we know that he'll be home for at least 18 months. (well, I still can't say we will KNOW anything, because in the Army, it seems like as soon as you think you know something...it all changes! Just a word to the wise!) 

My day has really felt like "one of those days" especially when I got home and realized that my water bottle had spilled in my purse, soaking everything in there. That was just the icing on the cake. So I am now able to see the entire contents of my purse on my bedroom floor. Happy Time. ..This phrase makes me smile whenever I say it because it's from a silly commercial that my boyfriend and I often quoted...it's the little things like that, that remind me of our times together that help me keep smiling each day until he is back home safe and we can create new funny moments!

Tomorrow is the first day in the last five days that I have nothing planned! I will be sleeping in and video chatting with my honey as long as our hearts desire! I can't wait!!!