Today Sailor Boy left and HWSNBN returned.

In the past, when leave ended for Sailor Boy, our last day was filled with stress — usually related to him packing.  Doesn’t everyone find it easy to pack to go home? I mean, what you brought, you throw in the suitcase.  But Sailor Boy somewhere manages to go full-blown ADHD when it comes to packing; ooh! shiny objects!

But this time he started packing two days ago.  Had his GF help him. She and I are in cahoots to make him a grown up (the Navy is doing it’s part, but it takes an ocean with this guppy).  So today was easier, as he had been packing a little every day.  They even had time to run out for on least slice of pizza — 30 minutes before we had to leave for the airport.  Somehow we made it through all the traffic in time (google searches are great time passers.  We discussed everything from politics to Will Farrell’s best non-comedic roles).  Hes on his way back to his aircraft carrier (but not without getting perhaps the world’s worst haircut.  So, so bad.) Will see him in another 6 months I guess…

Meanwhile, HWSNBN is in da house.  His flight back was uneventful, and this afternoon’s goal was all about keeping him awake.  So we tried to watch TV.  Spent 45 minutes trying to convince him we had already watched the last episode of The Walking Dead.  He said we had not.  I insisted we had, but guessed he slept through most of it.  He didn’t respond.  He was asleep.