I am beyond sad. First we have a small earthquake and now we are preparing for a hurricane. I have decided that God must dislike this side of the country right now. So, the husband is going underway tonight and has told me if they aren't coming back in, I am going to Indiana to be with my family because if they aren't coming back in, that only means something bad is going to happen meaning, pardon the WWE reference, there's a hurricane coming through.
I am currently waiting for him to come home to prepare his bag and spend a couple hours here before I have to take him back to the big ole mean metal beyotch that gets his attention when I need it the most. Some days I just hate her. Of all times a family needs to be together, they are torn apart. Bah. Humbug.
So, it's 10:30 and last night he said he should be home around 10:00. I am going to go ahead and say it. FAIL. I can only guess he got stuck doing something on the ship. The later he gets let off, the less time we will have before he leaves. Oh and for the record, he wont just be underway for the hurricane, they are going to stay underway because they were supposed to go underway for a bit on Monday. So this hurricane has successfully caused him to be gone for 2 1/2 extra days. 2 1/2 extra days that I looked forward to (Lord only knows why because I know better then to look forward to anything). Yes, I am very much in a complaining mood today, so sue me. Whatevs.