Great Gobs of Stress

I feel like I keep adding more and more stress to my life. Bob and I are now moving. We have signed a one year lease for an apartment close to my parents house. We are moving 11 days before he leaves. This means we have to find some one to take our lease or piss off our roommates by breaking our current lease. This added to school, Bob leaving, work and money troubles is just a lot for me to deal with.

No More Drinking

I fear that I have reached the stage now where I can no longer go out drinking. I knew this was coming. I have never been one to keep together emotionally while drunk, and this weekend I just lost it. I mean I am sure I will still go out and have one or two drinks, but my days of college level drinking I fear are over. To me this is one of the shittier aspects of the husband leaving. He has been able to drink legally for about a year and a half. I have only had a month. I want to be able to go to the bars with my friends and drink like he did while he was 21, but I just can't trust my self to keep it together.

Hello

Well this is the first of many posts I'm sure. I got married just over a month ago to the man of my dreams. We have known each other for about three and a half years. I am twenty-one years old and he is twenty-two, so we are definitely young, but being young is definitely not out biggest challenge. In about five weeks my husband will leave for Fort Sill, OK and begin training to deploy to Iraq sometime late this summer. He was transferred to a unit that had received orders in September because they didn't have enough of his MOS. This meant that while it his fellow soldiers and their families had a full year to prepare for deployment we had about six months. We decided almost immediately that we wanted to get married before he left, but we knew that we couldn't plan the wedding we wanted in the time we had. This is why we had a small ceremony at the end of January and decided to do a big wedding when he returns from Iraq.

Anyway now you know my background. From here on out let the bitching begin. I kidding, I think. Let's just say that the honeymoon is over and now we begin to navigate the intricacies of Army benefits, figure out how to say goodbye the each other, and figure out what deployment will be like. I have no doubt that we will make it through the deployment and that we will be stronger for it. This is not to say that this isn't gonna suck.