It's looking more and more like we're going to be able to come home a month earlier than planned. (When it's official, I'll post here and change the counter on the right side of the blog).
If the new date turns out to be true, that would mean I have less than 100 days left in this desert. The affectionate term for someone with 99 days or less around here is "double digit midget."
When I was in Ranger School long about 11 years ago, I made a little list on the back of a 3x5 card of what I was going to do when I finally finished. I still have the list in a scrapbook back home. The things on the list were about half food-related seeing as how I'd already lost 45 pounds by the time i was writing the it. Things like: "drink a milkshake," "Listen to music," and "walk barefoot on green grass" were all things I couldn't do in Ranger School and were looking forward to doing when I was a regular person again.
Things aren't as hard here as they are up in Iraq, but this is not home and things here are not as good as back home.
So, here's another list of all the things I can wait to get back to. WhenI get back to the states, here's some of the things I'm looking forward to...
- Getting to know my son because I've missed 90% of his life.
- Getting re-aquainted with my patient and understanding wife, who has spent over 30% of our marriage waiting for her husband to come back from doing Army stuff.
- Seeing Rick & Cali, Randy & Cyndi (&
Penelope Davia), Terry and Jocie, and my dad, mom, and sister.
- Cooking a big, juicy steak on my own BBQ.
- Drinking a tall, cool Sierra Nevada sitting on my porch and looking at the Rock.
- Indoor plumbing.
- Jumping out of a perfectly good airplane with my wife and friends.
- Camping in our RV.
- Moosetracks
- Putting on a wetsuit in my living room and walking two blocks down to surf.
- Farmer's Market
- Two words. Well, one word twice, actually: "
Double Double"
- Our queen-sized bed.
- SLO Brew, Firestone's, Spikes, Dorn's, Sakura, and Taco Temple.
- a regular two-day weekend.
- Walking barefoot on the green grass in my front yard with my son.