Not much going on

Well, not much new going on here. James has 296 days left in the Navy and I plan on being back in Bend in 237 days. Time seems to be moving rather quick. I can’t believe that we have been living in San Diego for almost 4 years. It seems like only yesterday that we moved here. I have been working with the same company for almost 3 years. It is amazing how time flies.
There are times where I would rather stay. I have enjoyed the weather and the malls. But other than that, I could move tomorrow if James said I could. I think that one of the things that are keeping me from wanting to move back is the fact that Mom and Dad (James’ parents) will not be there. The whole time we lived there; they were there. It has been almost 2 years since they pasted and I still have issues dealing with it. But at the same time there are times that I am glad that they are in a better place since they are no longer in pain. I still remember like it was yesterday the last time I hugged and kissed them good-bye. I still remember my last phone calls with them. Man, I miss them sooooo much. Jessie (James’s sister) has buried herself in her work. I don’t think that she has completely dealt with their deaths. I hope that she will soon; for her sake. James seems to handle everything ok now. But the first 6 months I was not sure that we were still going to make it. On Thanksgiving (2005) he asked me for a divorce about 14 times. We had friends over and they couldn’t understand what was going on. Since then things have gotten good. He still has his moments, but so do I. I was blessed with great in-laws. Not everyone can always say that. I enjoyed my time I was able to spend with them and wish that they were still here often. The hardest part is when I go to pick up the phone to call mom.

Jessie had here house broke into 2 ½ weeks ago. The cops are saying that it was an inside job. Nothing in the house was messed up or out of place. The TVs, DVD plays, DVD, VSH, and jewelry was all missing. Including stereos and her digital camera. Her insurance may not cover since in the police report clearly states that it looked like an inside job. I feel very bad for her. But at least no one was home.


I have been going through all my stuff. I know that I am not moving till September (hopefully) but time seems to fly so fast. I want to make sure that I am not rushed when it comes close to the move time. James and I are trying to get rid of our bed room set that we used in Bend. It was my great grandparents. It has not done well with all the moves. We had some look at it a few days ago, but she felt it may be too big. But, she was not sure and going to get back to us. I hope soon.