Personal pizzas

You know what's weird? Cooking for one. I guess I used to do it, but it seems so much less crucial to plan or give food any forethought when I know it's just me I'm feeding. I'm pretty easy to please (as is hubs, for the record) but with another person I was more conscious about eating routines, nutrition needs, portions to allow for optimal leftovers. I officially just halved my intake (hopefully), leftover consumption and people who give a tiny rat's bum what we're... ech, what I'm eating.

Hubs made a video call from his temporary dorm room in Afghanistan over the weekend. It was weird, and finalistic (I know, I just made up that word but I like it) and way too easy in some odd way. I'd almost convinced myself he was on a short trip or something, but then suddenly he popped up on my screen and reality hit. We didn't have a ton to talk about, but after we disconnected I lost it for the first time in a while. As a visual learner, I guess seeing him away was what it took to really hit home that he's gone. Ick.

After snow and power outage and such I fled to a friend's house and have been camped out for the last 4 days. God bless her- it was partially for convenience when the power went out, but has been soooo incredibly good to be in the same space with a good friend during this last few days. Not looking forward to going back to the woods tomorrow, but after the interview I had today I'm hoping a move is imminent. Fingers crossed.

Vocab of the day: 
Military: MRE= meal ready to eat

5 down

360 days left on deployment countdown calendar. I think he's in Kuwait but hard to tell until he's able to email... who knows when.




Have been trapped in the woodsy cul-de-sac of 4 houses by blocked roads with no power and 15+" snow for two days. Two job interviews set for next week. Getting nervous about choosing a city, buying and getting into a house before our goods shipment has to be delivered.

In car warming and charging phone because the silence and being able to see my breath in bed was getting crazy-making. An adventurous start, for sure.



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Daily list of happy

In times where I don't have structure (i.e. job, classes), I find it helpful to make lists and schedules. I suppose this is self evident from the back-to-back list posts, but the heart wants what the heart wants. I came across this quote on Pinterest and it inspired me to make a list of intention.

So here's my happy list for this first week being my own roommate again. 

Every day I want to:

• do something that makes me feel strong
• do something that makes me feel beautiful
• connect with someone on the "it's been way too long!" list
• do something to advance my professional goals
• do something to advance my artistic goals
• make someone else happy

Yeah, that looks good.

Vocab of the day:
Military: SOI= statement of intent

Happy dance to do list for 2012

Two days to separation. Suck. I'm feeling slightly bipolar, fluctuating between the happy dance of "It's a great adventure!" and, "Freaking ugh- don't wanna!" [See here post for full explanation of the happy dance.] Most of the time I'm enjoying being around the boy before he goes- being goofy, snuggling, watching hip hop documentaries. But most often it's when he falls asleep that I suddenly have a fit of panic. It lasts for an hour or few, and then the next day most is fine again. I'm also in an awful rut with fits and starts of productivity- getting 3 applications sent one day, then none for the next several... Not to mention the house hunting.

So today I decided to start making a list of fun things that I can more freely do once I'm a single lady again (or at least a separated one with all the living space to myself). Lots of these he doesn't even care about but I keep them to myself out of self consciousness- here's to unfettered ridiculousness at home for the next year!

To do while he's away:

• Take up new musicals and blare them at top volume in the house, car, while out and about/exercising, etc. Sing loudly with them, play on repeat until I learn all the words.
• Go to operas and musicals all the time! Ok, when budget allows.
• Eat waffles and french toast for breakfast whenever I want
• Hog the entire bed and crank up the heat
• Go to Burning Man
• Less shaving
• Watch my guilty pleasure TV shows at full volume whenever- Project Runway, America's Next Top Model are top contenders
• Indulge in a once-a-week night owl stay up forever binge and then sleep in late. But just one!
• Paint my nails wherever I want without being concerned about the smell.
• Perhaps do a 30-day vegetarian trial?
• Put up a giant cheesy 'vision board' a la Happy Endings (Year of Penny and Vision Boards). Maybe.
• Work on guitar/piano/sing at any time and volume without being concerned I'll break his eardrums
• Art/craft projects that can take up room and last days with just me tripping on them. 
• Make my kitchen table a desk. All my desk! 
• Enjoy dance workout tapes that are awesome but make me look like a flailing primate.

Well, that looks like fun. If we have to do this separation thing, at least I have some entertaining things to look forward to.


Vocab of the day:
Military: PES= Positive Enable System

The calm before

One week until the hubs flies out. For a year. Ick.

In other news, we're happily cozied in to a cute lake house rental out in the woods and house- and job- shopping. Well, the jobs aren't quite so easy to get, especially since sellers are practically hunting us down on the house end (not a bad problem to have).

I went to try out a derby team's practice last night- hooray for my back wonkiness healing over the interim! I think it was good, but all I could do was compare it to my last team. I found myself picking out things about this team that bugged me that I know I find endearing in my old teammates. I guess change is just hard. And my skating was sucky after nearly two months off skates.


Vocab of the day:
Military: CWT= customer wait time