Charming Chaos

That's pretty much the essence of my life these days. I wouldn't want it any other way.

I'm almost finished at my old apartment. Everything has been moved out -- now it's just a matter of cleaning, and I should be able to completely finish that up on Friday. It's been nice to not have to rush through it -- it be able to just take a few hours here and there and work on it, rather than making myself crazy trying to do it all in 1 day or less. Thank you, thank you, thank you to Mel, Scott, Josh, Amy and everyone else that has helped with this madness... and an extra-big thank you to Mel and Scott who have opened their home to me. I really couldn't ask for better friends.

Josh... he's been amazing. Funny that he gets dumped in my lap now, when we're both setting off on new adventures. He ships out tomorrow -- granted he'll only be gone four months, instead of six like me. But it's been a stressful couple weeks for the both of us, and though it may have been crazy to get so wrapped up in this right now, I'm pretty sure that I couldn't have helped it if I had wanted to. I would have been ready for the booby-hatch by now, if he hadn't been here to listen and balance me out. We fit. Odd, I never thought it would be that way for me.

I've had my last day at the prison -- and it couldn't have come at a better time, either. There are a lot of really strange things going on there, and I'm hoping that by the time I get back from military leave, it will have all blown over and been sorted out. I was getting sucked in to the middle of a lot of it, and it was ripping my guts out. Still burns, in fact. I just hope that everyone gets what they need out of this, and that it doesn't completely tear my shift apart. Only time will tell.

Tonight is going to be bittersweet -- and I think that's why I find myself at the keyboard right now. It's Josh's last night in town, and when I asked him if he wanted to do anything special, he said that he just wanted a quiet night by the fire with me. So, beer is bought, logs are split, and a the weather couldn't be more cooperative. It's going to be really hard to leave him in the questionably capable hands of Sgt. Pamphile in the morning... but such is life. Twelve days it will be my turn...

Tomorrow is a day-trip to Gettysburg with friends... wandering the town during the day, and ghost tours for the Halloween season in the evening. It should by a good time, and the perfect distraction. So, yay Gettysburg!

Friday is the last of the cleaning, afternoon adventure with a girlfriend, dinner with Scott and wine night with the Knepps. Saturday is oddly open, and I may spend it doing absolutely nothing, LOL. Sunday is lunch with Crisanne and packing. Monday is driving to NH... yeah, busy few days ahead -- I'll do my best to keep you posted, even though I've been really bad at it lately.