I’m having a rough moment, and I think that my military spouse friends can relate (or could relate at some point).
I’m currently a walking, talking germ. I have: influenza (again), a sinus infection, and the warning signs of pneumonia. My body aches, I can’t sleep, I have a howling cough that scares the dog, I’m snotty, and I’m constantly feverish. I’m taking 4 drugs so I’m probably not contagious at this point, but I’m miserable and gross to be around.
Cue Michael’s last Key West trip at his current squadron; the Navy would never allow for a situation where Michael is available to me when I really, actually need him around. I of course assume that I’ll give birth to all of our children while he’s away too, despite careful planning Anyway …
We woke up super early this morning so that I could drop him off for his flight to Key West. I was all the way home when I realized that he forgot to give me something, so I called him back and I drove allllllll the way back to base in morning rush hour. Now cue an unhappy wife.
When I arrive, he tells me that he’ll meet me in the parking lot in 5-10min. I settle in for a 15-20min wait.
At minute 40, I start loosing my cool. I can’t walk into his office, like I could if he had a normal job. I can’t call his desk. I try his cell phone
10 times and he’s not answering. Texts don’t work either, and it has now been over 45 minutes.
Oh yes. I started a full-on temper tantrum. I’d like to blame it on my fever and my lack if sleep, but I really can’t. I’m just not good at dealing with the constant €$!@•+& disappointments of the Navy.
I’ve been told by numerous wives that I’ll eventually get used to the unpredictability, the disappointments, the inconsistencies, and the arbitrariness of the Navy. I am getting sooo much better when it comes to dealing with separations and his working unpredictably long hours, but I really hate that he can’t just flipping walk something out to the parking lot where his wife is waiting for him because he’s stuck doing something with someone. I hate that he can’t answer my text because so-and-so is there. I hate that 5 minutes in military time is 45 minutes in real time.
I know that this WILL get better because I will get better at dealing with Naval ridiculousness, but I wish it would happen sooner then later! Humph!
So, here’s how the story ends: Michael’s flight was cancelled and I’m picking him up right now. I’ve officially exceeded my quota of time on base for today (I’ve been here for 90min now) … time to go home and go back to sleep. Thank goodness!!!!