Leaving Again

WORLD YOU LOVEI thought I had this thing down to a science.

“All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go”

We have our little ritual in place.

“I’m standing here outside your door”

Everyone knows their job.

“Cause I’m Leeeeaaaavin’ on a jet plaaaannee, Don’t know when I’ll be back again”

We know we’ll be sad for a little while, then it will be business as usual.   For some reason, this hitch is a little different.

Am I the only one who get’s “Leavin on a jet plane” stuck in my head on his departure day?  Cause if that song would quit playing on repeat in my head, it would be great.

I’ve had him home for 6 weeks this time.  6 WHOLE WEEKS!  Amazing.  Usually we only get him for 2 weeks.  Well, 10 days to be exact, as his traveling between Prudhoe Bay and New Mexico takes 2 days each way, cutting a precious FOUR days off his R&R.

We got a lot accomplished this R&R.  Christmas, New Year’s, my Birthday, Little Brother’s Birthday, a little surgery on OFM (he’s recovered wonderfully, BTW), a nasty cold, the stomach flu, and we cleaned the garage.  It has been amazing having him home, I haven’t brought firewood in the house the whole time!  We’ve been taking turns picking up and dropping off Big Brother at school, my best good friend took me out for my birthday and got me just a “little” liquored up, not to mention OFM and I have gotten to hang out together.

But alas, here we are again, getting ready to head to the airport.  There’s more anxiety this time, for several reasons, the obvious reason is that we’ve gotten used to having him again.  There’s also the fact that our savings is a bit lighter than we’d like it to be (honey, I love you, but I like having electricity, too……) Mainly, I’m worried that he’ll call having discovered there will be layoffs or salary cuts.

The only choice we have is to soldier on the way we do.  He’ll go work his butt off in the Arctic to keep the lights on and I’ll do everything in my power to find ways to fill the days with activities so the boys and I don’t end up in a heap on the couch.   The boys will be beautiful little buttheads for a few days.  I will start sleeping in the middle of the bed and quit shaving my legs.  And my husband is laughing right now thinking, “you shave?”

This life throws us a lot of curve-balls and I guess the only thing we can count on is the instability.

About rheanna

Rheanna is a stay-at-home mom to two children. She is a lifetime resident of New Mexico and her Oilfield Man works on the North Slope of Alaska, averaging 4 weeks on and 2 off. In her previous life she was a bookkeeper and boiler technician for her father’s plumbing company. She enjoys hiking, horseback riding, motorsports and pretending not to kill her garden. Cooking is a favorite past time, but unfortunately a lifelong allergy to crafting supplies and a debilitating ineptitude with a glue gun prevent her from spending too much time on Pinterest.

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