Back in Kuwait.

Back to work today.

I am suffering terrible jet lag.

My vacation is officially over.

The heat is cranked.

They are acting like we live in Siberia and need the indoor thermometer to read 104- just to remind us of the heat we live in year round.

My back is sweaty from being pressed up against my chair all day and I am totally regretting my warm sweater.

As if that weren’t bad enough, I am having a terrible hair day.

Sigh.

Oh, and happy new year by the way.

We got into Kuwait at midnight of the 2nd. Our ride forgot to pick us up which meant we had the fun of hailing an Arabic speaking taxi driver.  There’s something funny about this whole ordeal, but I’m too tired to even mess with it.

Can you sense my “chipperness?”

We got “home” around12:45 to another freaking geyser in our spare bathroom. If you’ve read for a while you know we’ve had problems with this bathroom already. Needless to say, this was first on our “Someone must die for this” list.

We had to call our haras and have him come and fix it. He didn’t. Finally, out of sheer frustration, Will just asked for the wrench and told him he would fix it and return the wrench in the morning.

My sweet handyman.

Afterwards, Will was wired and I was tired (he slept most of the way. I hate sleeping in airplanes). I fell in to bed and was out. I slept for about an hour and then Will came and sat with me. Even though I was still really tired, I was so glad he came by me. We had such a great time on vacation together. I actually got to see my husband on weekdays! It was this strange thing that I think most couples do on a nightly basis. I felt so normal.

I just nudged myself right next to him and cuddled. I think the whole reality of everything (being back, having to go back to work- a place I loathe, being away from family, etc) plus exhaustion just got to me and I sobbed for so long. Huge, elephant tears, huge sighs of trying to catch my breath.

I have been so sensitive the last few days. I’ve cried about everything! I I am a creature of habit, and when big things change- like my life being totally tuned around from what I thought, I don’t handle it well! My heart has been extremely softened during the latter part of our vacation, mostly because I knew we were going to leave. You’d think I was constantly PMSing or something. Will just held me tight and listened to me cry and talk and unload everything. We lay there for a while, trying to go to sleep but we just ended up talking for the longest time. Talking intimately, about our feelings and thoughts. It was so nice, and very refreshing. 

We ended up getting out of bed around 2 in the morning since we couldn’t sleep. We unpacked and watched some Frasiers. We went back to bed around 7 and slept all the way until noon.

That wasn’t the plan!

We had hoped to get up around 9 to ensure we had little jet lag.

Ha.

We got up at noon, ate, and watched some King of Queens. We then had yet another conversation about the fact that we were back here, which led to more tears on my part (there seems to be a theme right now).

Will really strengthens me. He admitted he was just as sad as I was. We talked about that for a long time- about our families, and our plans, and our goals. I am so blessed to have Will. He is the only reason I can get through living here. I could go on and on, but I know you’re about to throw up as it is.

After that we went back to bed around 2 in the afternoon, with the strict rule of getting up at 4. As you probably already know, we didn’t get up until 6:30. Ugh. I could already feel the jet lag setting in.

By that time I was totally wide awake. We just laid in bed talking, yet again. I so love spending time with Will. He made me feel so loved and strong yesterday. I’m still getting the feel of this grown-up go to work thing and I was feeling sad about it because working here is really different from working a “normal” job back home. We did a great deal of talking about why I felt the way I did.

Did I mention yesterday was a VERY draining day? It was like some sort of culture shock of being back, really being back.

I told Will so many deep things, things maybe I’ll share one day, and he just listened, brushed the tear-matted hair out of my face and comforted me.

After our 50th “I’m sad we’re back” conversation of the day, we got out of bed- again- and were WIDE awake. Not tired at all.

We hung around the house and finally tried to give sleeping another go. We went to bed around 11:30. I just laid there, and I knew Will was just doing the same. Finally he nudged me to see If I was awake. We tried for about 10 minutes to go to sleep when Will finally said, “Let’s watch a Frasier and give sleep another go afterwards.”

Good idea.

We watched an episode and went back to bed after midnight. I dozed for about an hour and was up around 1:15. I laid there for 2 hours, tossing and turning, thinking and thinking. Will woke up around 3:30 and we finally decided to forget thying to get a good night’s sleep. We would just have to suffer all day today (which we are!).

We watched 2 Fraisers and then we got ready for the day.

I miss Will so much. We went from being around eachother everyday, back to our normal schedule. Will was so nurturing yesterday and I so wish he were back beside me as I went to work today. I’m so glad we had our vacation. It was the best.

I actually got to see him for a second today. He had to come to my camp for a meeting (ha, come to my camp. That sounds like we’re Indians meeting for a pow wow or something)

This post was sort of pointless! Sorry.  I mostly talked about our crazy sleep patterns with inserts about how doting on great I think Will is! Sorry, as you already know (because you know know exactly how much sleep I got to the very second I got last night) my brian isn’t properly functioning. I am totally exhausted and am so glad today is Tuesday and tomorrow is our Friday.

I got some badnews about Will’s schedule which really bummed me out. He is going to have to work 6 days for the foreseeable future, so that is a bummer. My parents are out of town for their vacation right now, but when they come back I’ll probably spend some time with them While Will works.

Why can’t I just become a millionaire and not have to deal with work and schedules and hostile people! Ha, don’t we all wish that!?

Wow. I’m done.. I’m sure there’s other things I want to talk about but I feel delerious (in a literal sense) and can’t really type them out right now. My mind is all over the board.

sorry for being so negative today. I’m entitled to that once in a while, right? I’m human. I know things will seem better once I get back into a normal schedule, but the next couple of weeks might be difficult.

Hmm, I’m leaving something out....

oh well. I hope to be more of myself tomorrow! Thanks for reading my confusing blog, I love you very much.