Lame-o Wife.

Sorry I didn't really keep this up!  I figure I'll write in here whenever I miss you, or feel like talking to you, but can't.

I really want you to be online now.  Or call.  Heidi said you should be home Monday, but you told me Thursday, so I'm super confused!  I'm preparing like a mad man, so that I can have everything ready for you.  I met some really nice women at the gym yesterday (Amber and Monica), and they said they would have their husbands help me move the furniture in the house on Sunday!  Whoo hooo!  I'm so excited for you to see everything that I've done.  I also got us a washer and dryer!  So you don't have to deal with laundrymats when you get home with all your SMELLY clothes. You can take them right upstairs and throw them in the wash.  Keep the ones that don't fit in the garage though.  I remember when you got back from 29 Palms.  It was pretty bad.  I'm still looking at a bed frame for us.  Something cheap that will get the job done before we upgrade beds.  I think I'll order one on amazon when I'm done with this post.  I really just can't wait to get home and be your wife.  Take care of you, have you take care of me.  Cook, clean.  All that jazz.

I went to the bank, and the teller was really impressed with how much money we saved.  I got some ideas and paperwork for buying you a car!  I love you baby.  I can't wait to have you home.  With me.  In my arms.  I'm gonna hold onto you for like 20 straight hours.

Always and Forever

Please call!

Husband,

Pretty pretty please call.  I'm going crazy over here at Kelsey's house!  It messy.  Fruit flies have taken over the kitchen, I live in a squalor that makes me want to cry!  I wish I could rent a one-bedroom apartment for the next two months!  I just want my space!  I want things to be clean and organized to my standards.  I've lost three good towels to people misusing them to clean up a water heater leak.  They are killing my dowry!  I'm freaking out.  I want out of here.  It's not good for my sanity to live here.  Help help help!

Okay, that's all the time I have because I have so much homework.  I need to get to sleep, and then wake up and start working on it again!

I love you!
Forever and Always!

And I promise it's not just to get out of here.  It's just a bonus!

It's been too long.

Hello love!

Today marks the month long mark since you've called, aside from the amazing wonderful text message you sent me on my birthday.  I miss you.  It's becoming increasingly more difficult to be without you.  It's such a weird feeling.  Like there's always a hole in me that can't be filled.  Like I can't be myself.  Not until I hear your voice.  Anything that makes me feel a little happy, makes me feel a little guilty.  Like that little drunk letter I wrote you.  I didn't even have too much fun, everything makes me miss you!

Today was a very interesting day.  I went to work at Snooze.  At around 10:30, two homeless guys came in.  They aren't like the crazy old homeless guys, they were the drug addict ones.  They wouldn't leave me alone, so they put in their name on the wait list (something I can't deny them to do regrettably).  One of them walked back to use the bathroom, so I followed him slowly looking for Scott (manager) to tell him that there were some homeless people cheating the system.  He's really good at getting rid of them.  When I was walking back, I saw the tall African American man near my host stand and when I started walking back up, he sorta bolted.  It didn't even occur to me to check for my phone.  Like two hours later, I was looking for it, and it was gone!  It's the only thing I could think of.  Sometimes Scott likes to joke with us.  Take our things, mess with us like an older brother.  I asked him incessantly, until he finally cracked and said he really didn't do anything.  I just can't believe it.  He didn't take the four dollars I had sitting there, but he took my phone?  I turned the service off, but he can still look at my pictures and messages.  It's so unsettling.  You know what kind of pictures I have on there.  Not ones I'd want a homeless man to see.  It's disgusting, and feels so violating.  I wish you were home so you could be my big tough husband and make me feel safer.  I see him somewhat often around the area, so if it doesn't turn up anywhere at Snooze, which I don't think it will, I'll be sure to give him a swift kick in the balls and call the police and report him.  I'm sad, I lost all my numbers.  It was like a tag-along phone-book of my life.  The pictures is what I'm most upset about, the ones of me, but especially the ones of you.  I won't have anymore pictures of you that you took especially for me.  Thinking of me.  Looking into your camera and thinking it's me.  I don't have that anymore.  I just wanna see you your face everywhere I am, and now I can't.  Because my replacement phone won't be have all those on there.  I really wanna talk to you!  I don't want to make any major phone decisions without you here.

I'm thinking about going over to AT&T.  They have better phone deals and will give me more discounts.  Verizon was being so rude to me today that I cried in the store.  It was really difficult.  I wanted to scream.  To freak out.  I can't get discounts because you aren't the primary liability person on the account.  Sorry, my husband is in Afghanistan.  He can't set up a phone account, he can't even call me.  There suggestion, well it's a pretty simple phone call.  Can't you just have him do it when he calls?  Oh yeah, it's so easy.  Like the sat phone will make it that long.  I wish I could ask you, would you mind being on AT&T?  Or would you rather be on the same network as your parents?  I'm just so mad at them.  There should be a way around it.  Maybe I can call and pretend to be you?  Sounds like it's worth a try!  I wish you were here to help me.  I need to make sure that what I do is okay with you!  Should I order you the same phone, and put it on hold?  You can keep you number so that should be fine.  I'm so conflicted, and it's over something that's not really a big deal. I feel ten times stranger about all the other things going on in my brain.  So many worries and thoughts.  I need my husband!  I feel like such a baby.  

All I do is sit around and watch Gilmore Girls.  One of my favorite parts of this particular season is a quote, "Jerk, ass, arrogant, inconsiderate, frat bow, low-life, butt face miscreant!"  It's so funny.  I really could watch it over and over again.  Ugh, and I have to spend all the extra money this month.  New phone plan, bike needs fixings, really nice sports bras so my boobs stay nice for you, wardrobe for my hopefully new internship.  Oh baby, I love you.  I can't wait to talk to you.  My fingers and eyes are tired.  I have to go to bed. 

I love you.

Always and Forever.

Your wife.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

News!

I talked to you last night.

Tonight, Osama Bin Laden is dead.  No Americans were harmed!

And the government is full of propaganda.  It's exhausting.

I'm listening now to his speech.  Not against Islam.  Peace and human dignity.  Cost of war.  Justice has been done.  Quote of the Pledge of Allegiance.

I can't write too much tonight.  I have so much homework to do, but I love you so much baby.  I hope this keeps your safer.  Or even brings you home!  Wishful thinking perhaps.  I miss you, I can't wait to see your handsome face, and hear your perfect voice.  I love you!

I found our cat!

Look at this cat baby!  I know it's a girl, but she looks like the perfect cat for us!  I miss you so much.  It turns out that the bank never ordered my card, but I can go to a related branch and get money, so you should have a care package in no time!  I'm sorry I haven't sent you one sooner, my credit card bill was higher than expected.  I feel like a terrible wife because I haven't sent you goodies yet, but soon enough!  I love you so much.  I can't wait to talk to you later today.  I cleared my schedule so I can be available no matter what!  I love you. I love you.  I love you.

http://www.animalrescueoftherockies.org/animals/detail?AnimalID=3058790

Always and Forever! 

Love, Caitlin

Can't wait for Cali!

Oh honey . . . I love this bed.  And I love planning out lives together!  This might a little to girly of a color for you, but its soft and I think would be really comfortable.  I've been online for like an hour planning out of lives together in terms of furniture.  I just can't wait till you're home and we can be together again.  I'm going to add more pictures here so I can keep things in order, and you can see what I'm thinking!

I can't wait for you to get home!  I need you here baby.  I miss you so much!

Daily Reminders

Today was interesting.  The whole thing would have been better if I could have just talked to you!  I woke up early, got to hear your voice (Thank God) and then continued on with my day.  First thing was class Baroque and Rococo Art History course.  It was fine except for two things: I was exhausted and at the end of class my teacher decided to make a connection to some 17th century etchings and a political art photography piece for the past presidential election.  It was pictures of soldier's faces laying on the ground, making them look dead.  It was titled 120 Days in Afghanistan.  Lovely right?  I just wanted to cry.  Katie (marine wife friend) was sitting behind me, she just told me not to look.  It's like my teacher is trying to torture me.  Besides that my day was fine, my painting class sucked.  I just can't relax and I can't focus.  After class I rushed home to let the pup out, made some dinner, went to the gym, and finally came home and drank wine!  Now I need to hurry to bed so I can wake up and talk to you! 

Oh and any man on T.V. in any form of desert uniform.  It happened on Miss Congeniality 2.  That's right, I'm so desperately bored I'm watching bad sequels.  I miss you baby!  And I love you so much!

Always and Forever.

My First Writing

I have been waiting for hours to hear from you.  I know it's not your fault and I really hope that you are sleeping peacefully, but I feel like I can't rest till I've gotten to talk to you.  I want to hear your voice and have you tell me everything's okay.  I've been laying in bed waiting for you.  I have my phone on loud, changed the ringtone, computer open, facebook chat running, whatever I can do to keep my lines open for you.

If there was ever a time to call the house phone and wake up my parents this is the best time for that.  The old fear of waking them up is over now.  We are adults, and you are a strong Marine that I really would like to talk to.

I know I need to be patient, but knowing that I won't be able to talk to you very often over the next seven months makes not utilizing this time seem unthinkable.  I showed my Mom the BBC video today.  She kept asking me all these questions that just seemed funny to me.  I was researching what to put in care packages for you; things like undies, socks, food and those jet boil systems.  She was like, "Well can't they do laundry?"  They don't know, most don't have that luxury.  Then, "What does he need a camp stove for?"  So he can eat normal food rather than freezedried MREs.  Her response: "They don't have a cook there?"  It was so cute but so silly to think that she had no idea what you would be going through.  But now she does, it's going to make her think a lot more about you do for her.  

After finally writing some of my emotions down I feel like I can sleep.  I love you so much.  I miss you more than anyone has ever missed another Marine. I can't wait to hear your boice and maybe even see your face.  Okay, I love you (again) so so so much and I can't wait to have a normal evening with you in October.   Let me know if there's anything you want or need!

Always and Forever.