I guess I can't hide forever. Time for an update I suppose. This week has felt like nothing but hectic. You're probably assuming that that's a good thing because it's helping the time to pass at a more tolerable pace, right? Wrong! I feel like I should have run myself into the ground by now. In my mind, I don't even have time to be blogging right now, but I don't want to betray my faithful readers (if I even have any). And I'm not going to lie, I have been patiently awaiting December's arrival in my archive. The average person may find it silly, but seeing the months accumulate in the archive section, helps me realize that I actually am getting somewhere in this deployment. It gets to point where you wake up, get through the day, go to sleep, and do it all over again, yet you feel like you're stuck in a rut and you will never reach the destination that lies ahead of you. Call me crazy, but every little thing helps.

I appologize for the lazy blog on Tuesday. I blame my lack of energy on the previous handful of days before that. The weekend sucked every ounce of life out of me. Working those 3pm - 3am shifts do a number on me. Saturday was tolerable, but Sunday is what did me in. With flu season viciously looming over our heads, the ER has been non-stop. I had no trouble falling asleep when I got home at 3:30am, Monday morning. About 5 later I received my daily phone call from Tony, and told him that I would be going up north later in the day to go and get his car (mine is still being fixed from the car accident). After we got off the phone , I managed to fit in another hour or so of sleep, until my dad woke me up, so that we could head up north, it being a 2 1/2 hour trip. I slept pretty much the entire ride. When we arrived, my dad and I got right to work. We were hoping to get away with just jump starting Tony's car, which we were able to do. We let the car run, while we went to get it registered and what not. This ended up being quite the process, and it left me somewhat confused. I asked the lady if I could get my address put on Tony's registration. I didn't realize that if I did that, I'd have to get the car registered back at home as well. I told her to leave it as it was. Come to find out, it was his PO Box (which he longer has) from the town he used to live in. I finally asked if we could make it his parents' address. She ended up giving me the run-around about how it's not legal for me to receive his mail and then have a different address on the registration, etc, etc. I then proceeded to tell her that I don't receive any of his mail, it all goes to his parents' house due to the fact his dad is his POA (power of attorney). That's when I was told I should've brought his dad with me, it would have made the whole process a lot easier. We went back and forth a little while longer, and just as she was about to give in, and let me sign my husband's name on the registration, she needed proof that we were married. I had been carrying around a copy of our marriage certificate, but since I had all my paper work and IDs changed, I didn't think I'd need it anymore. I started to panic, thinking we'd have to drive all the way back home to get it. But God Bless military IDs. I busted that bad boy out like there was no tomorrow. So we were finally able to get all the essential paper work and headed back to my in-law's. We got the plates put on his car (while it was still running) and then shut his car off and attempted to turn it back on (to see if we'd need to get a new battery). As my luck would have it, his battery was completely dead. This calamity brought us to our next extravaganza. Walmart. From what I've been told, Walmart has "everything." Everything but a battery for a 2001 Hyundai. From there we went to another place, and they didn't have any either. As we were running out of options we decided to swing by VIP, and thankfully they had what we were looking for. We got back to the house and my dad put the new battery in and the car ran beautifully. After hanging out for another 30 minutes or so we headed back down south, and arrived at our destination safely... no accidents.

Tuesday was another non-stop adventure at work. I was happy to be out of there by 11pm. My Tuesday night is Tony's Wednesday; his day off. I stayed up until about 3am talking to him on the internet before I just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I ended up sleeping until about 4pm, Wednesday. To be honest, I don't even remember what I did after I woke up. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep that because I had slept the entire day. So I took more Benadryl, and slept until about 2pm, Thursday. I ended up doing some errands with my sister. As mad as she makes me sometimes, it was nice to get to spend some time with her again.

Tonight was non-stop again in the ER. I guess shouldn't complain though. I'm the one who is always hoping for a busy night. Time drags when there is a scarce amount of patients. Those are the nights I find myself cleaning anything and everything in the department, while my co-workers stand around gossiping, and look at me as if I'm out of mind for doing more work than what is required of me. I'm hoping that in the long run, it'll pay off. But who am I kidding? No one ever recognizes a job well done. My co-workers are always the first to point out my mistakes. So now I have myself convinced that I clean and keep myself busy to pass the time.
After work I came home to empty house. My family, with the exception of my little brother, went up north for my cousin's wedding. I got to stay home due to work this weekend. It's supposed to be my weekend off, but I swapped with a co-worker who needed the weekend off more than I did. At the time I told her I'd work for her, I had forgotten about the wedding. But now that I have had time to think about it, I'm rather relieved that I didn't have to go to the wedding. I already went to one cousin's wedding, alone, back in August. I don't really feel like going to another. I know they may sound a bit selfish, but put your significant other in a warzone... then come talk to me about it.