3-2-1- Emotional breakdown begins

I'm a boring and dull blogger today. I got my nails done (finally) for the LAST time here, and cried when I hugged my manicurist and paid the bill. I then managed to drive home, cry my eyes out some more and change to meet Mr. Top Gun at my parents house to help him set up the webcam and Skype for them. I also officially handed over the keys to my Acura TSX to my Daddy, with tears in my eyes I drove into the garage and as soon as I got out of the car he runs over to me and proceeds to hug me and begins sobbing like a baby into my arms... The last time I saw my dad cry like this was when he found out his Grandpa had been killed in a concentration camp- that was over 12 years ago. In between all of my crying I managed to get a few laughs in, and even a smile or two! Hey, I am working really, really hard on trying to protect my heart and at the same time allow it to hurt.

I basically was a sobbing mess all day today and I did something I NEVER DO... after realizing that my eyes had swelled up and become red and evil looking from crying, I came home this afternoon and washed my face. Yes, I washed it and went OUT IN PUBLIC SANS MAKE-UP!!! Although, I did manage to hide my yuckiness with a nice hat and my HUGE Chanel shades. Hey, this Texas girl was raised to always look her best, and even though my best wasn't going to happen this evening, I still made the effort. Chanel shades and the right lipgloss work wonders! Mr. Top Gun feels horrible right now, and told me he hates knowing that he is the one taking me away from my family and moving me across the world for the next few years. I don't like to hear him say this, and I told him I knew what I was getting into when I met him and married him but right now I am not a huge fan of the Air Force. And you know what? that's okay! I wasn't a fan of it when my dad moved us to Germany and all around the states when I was growing up, but I can look back on those times now and I appreciate being able to have traveled all over the world with my family. Now, I just have to do it all over again- but as a grown up.

P.S. Moving sucks.

How was your day today ?

This morning was not good. I did not want to hear the alarm clock, listen to the kids next door SCREAMING while running around their yard, and I did NOT want to get out of bed. Mr. Top Gun called last night to tell me that his lovely plane was again, broken and that he was able to complete some of his mission, but not enough to count. UGH. Why can't maintenance please do their job and check the plane BEFORE flying? Suppose that is too much to ask of them. Whatever. Compound a late night of talking to the husband with a very, very restless and whiny me... and what do you get?

I felt like the turtle in the picture, and now after speaking with Mr. Top Gun? I decided to ball my eyes out. Yes, I totally lost it this evening when he called, and I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a space cadet! I suppose it was merely ALL of my frustrations and emotions coming out, but seriously? Now, I have a crying migraine. My eyes are swollen and I just feel poopy. Mr. Top Gun is lucky he is not here to see me right now- not a pretty sight to behold... at all. And, I feel horrible for emotionally 'throwing up' on him this evening. I'm going to bed now. If I hear another phone ring, I'm going to throw it at the freakin' wall!

I hope you all had a MUCH better day than me!