Anything bad that can happen - WILL happen!

Here is a bit of Military Spouse wisdom I'd like to pass on:

Whenever our spouses leave for TDY or on a long deployment, it is 100% certain that something will go wrong.  It always does. Not just to me, but to every spouse I know.  I found an old email that I had written Steve a couple weeks after he arrived in Iraq.  I am sharing it with all of you.  It made me laugh re-reading what I wrote.  Please excuse my language. I am not altering my original email so that you can get a true sense of what I was feeling, um or smelling.

Subject: Poop Duty

Well, I never thought doggie vomit could smell as bad as doggy diarrhea... but it does. Ruby was laying at my feet between the couch and coffee table and yaked quite violently, narrowly missing my feet. So, I led her outside (she was embarrassed, even though I spoke to her softly, she still had her ears down and tail tucked cause she knew she should be outside).

I had to shampoo our area rug all the while heaving my gutts out. It was disgusting and warm, and smelly, and mucousy. STOP LAUGHING! LOL. I have dry heaved so much my ribs hurt.

So, I put the dog bed into the kitchen, made Ruby a pot of white rice, and blocked the kitchen off and had her stay in there. About a half hour later, I hear her whining at the baby gate, so I let her go outside and and she has projectile diarrhea by the back door. She's freaking out. I'm just trying to keep her out of her own water poop. Then, she comes back to the door and quickly turns and runs out to the grass for some more squirts before finally coming inside.

Ruby is sleeping in the kitchen. I guess if I wake up to find shit and vomit on the kitchen floor, at least I can mop it up and it won't stain anything. The house smelled so bad earlier, I  mopped the kitchen floor with enough bleach (about an entire gallon) mixture to kill the poop/puke smell in the house. It worked. The smell of bleach in high quantities somehow trumps the smell of dog poop and vomit. Lucky Me... Meanwhile my eyes are watering.

So, there is the latest dog update. I'm thinking I deserve a nice trip to Hawaii when you get back for all my pain and suffering! Or, lots of jewelry, or PCS orders to Charleston! Think you can deliver any of that? hehehee

Alright, well I should head to bed now. I love you big bunches. If Ruby is still vomiting, and shitting water tomorrow I will call the vet.

Love Always, (even when our dog is literally and figuratively  a shithead)
Me

"I'm so embarrassed" (Ruby)

 I got my trip to Hawaii

And we got that assignment to Charleston.

I didn't get the jewlery though... Steve is gone now.  Maybe if Ruby throws up on the carpet tonight I can get those diamond earrings!

I guess the moral of the story is that even as bad as it seems at the time, things will always get better.  There is light at the end of the tunnel, I promise!!