Day 5: Staring at the Wall

Alright, I am not really staring at the wall. Today has actually been fairly productive. I have been looking for a job! Although, I still have yet to find a good one...

It is weird being in a place where I don't know a ton people. I can not just call up Sallie May and ask her to scoot on over for movie night. Oh well, tough luck. I will learn to make the best of life here in Oceanside. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

135 days 3 hours and 50 minutes.

Day 4: Truly Exhausted

Today Monika and Kevin had their beautiful and amazing baby boy, Jacob Lee Bradford Oess. I spent a crazy amazing 12 hours with them throughout part of Monika's labor and delivery. Watching one of your great friends give birth to a child is a true miracle. 
Jacob was quite a wonderful distraction today. I hope to see that wonderful boy again soon : D


136 days 0 hours 20 minutes. 

Day 3: Wishing Things Were Different.

Every second that clicks away on the clock feels like the slow turn of molasses. I am sitting alone at my parents kitchen table wishing to be everywhere but here. I want to go home. Although, home doesn't really feel like it used to either. Today I am like The Little Prince (http://books.google.com/books?id=vlr0uqedlWcC&dq=the+little+prince&printsec=frontcover&source=bn&hl=en&ei=LZ7KSoK1GJSCsgO9jKSiBQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=4#v=onepage&q=&f=false) on a planet all my own.

Cameron is not allowed to talk about school. He can not tell me what it is he does everyday. Thats alright though, it is best that he does as he is told. It just makes for some boring conversation at the end of the day.

It has also been several weeks since I have seen my son, Kaden. He goes to school all week and has soccer on Saturdays. Beyond that he is so far away and my car can not make the drive. It makes me very sad that I do not get to see him every day after school anymore. I miss him very much.

My job hunt is going terribly. I want everything to run a little smoother. Perhaps today is just a pessimistic one for me today. Higher hopes for tomorrow.

137 days 3 hours and 55 minutes to go.

Day 2: Never Making a Dent.

Today I woke up to an awesome goofy photo of Cameron via text message. I am sure this is what made for a good start.

I then went to church with the Oessi (Kevin and Monika Oess). I have not been to service in several months and have not been a regular church goer in several years. I am always apprehensive going into a new because I never know what to expect.... and have occasionally found some craziness. I had a few motives for going to church as well (beyond the norm). I want to stay busy in positive environments while Cameron is away, and any day with an Oess, makes for a good day and church is where they were at.

When we got out of church I realized that I had locked me keys in my car. I have no idea why, but this is something I do ALL the time. I promised Cameron today that I would make a spare key and leave it at the apartment. I will have to work on that this week. The sooner the better. After all that was settled the Oessi and I went to the Oceanside Harbor to find some grub. Kevin grew up on a boat in the harbor, so he always knows the best places to go.

The apartment is a mess, and it has been a mess since the packing fiasco started up on Thursday. Although, I have been working to get things put away and in order since yesterday... it doesn't seem to have made any difference at all.

I did get to talk to Cameron for an hour tonight. His Classes don't start until tomorrow, so he had a bit a free time today. Once his classes start, he will be without a phone all day everyday.

So far so good.

38 days 1 hour 24 minutes 20 seconds until Cameron gets home from the school.

Day 1: Learning to Cope

I am starting this blog for several reasons. First of all, I like to write. I am not an awesome writer, but it is something I like to do. Secondly, I think that a lot of people don't understand what it is like to be a military counterpart. Thirdly, I am learning cope. So that being said, here we go.

For those of you who don't know my "military counterpart" is Cameron, my boyfriend. I am going to backtrack a few days so with this whole "blog" to catch everyone up.

On Wednesday I was In Arizona visiting family when I received a phone call from Cameron. His words to me were that he could not pick me up from the airport. Well, this, in that moment, was not a big deal. My thought was "oh well, he probably has to work". Until I caught up with his next sentence- I am leaving for the school.

Quick note: for those of you who don't understand "the school" when referring to the Marine Corps, a Marine is talking about his or her initial training for their specific job. Although Cameron has been in the Marine Corps for several years now, he has recently reenlisted and changed his job so therefore must attend a new school.

So Cameron tells me that he is leaving for the school in Virginia on Saturday... three days away. All I can say is that I was SHOCKED! This is one thing I hate about the military, nothing is set in stone, and when things change... they change fast. The first thing I did after this phone call was find a flight home. I was home about 4 hours later.

The next two days were chaos. Cameron needed to pack, decide what to do about his apartment, his roommate, his stuff. Just chaos. The packing and the paperwork were all in order by Friday night. His apartment and his roommate are now my apartment, and my roommate. His furniture and his stuff? Well, I am sure I will get it all in order eventually.

So came 3:45 Saturday morning... Parham (the roommate), Cameron, and I headed to the airport. At 5:30am Parham and I drove away from the San Diego Airport Cameronless and so began my adventure.