It's been a while

I haven't really posted anything since my birthday, and i figured i had better get to it.

So...new in November, It was my oldest daughter's birthday on the 7th...happy birthday Britt. I miss you.(XOXOXO) I have been moving all my worldly possessions for the past two days. The Army in it's infinite wisdom decided they needed my room for U.N. personnel. So i was "asked" to relocate. The room is much smaller, and i am still in the process of finding a place for all my things, and throwing away some stuff that i didn't need any way. I'll have to go to the BX soon and pick up some things I'll need for the new room. I got off work yesterday morning at 8 am and started the whole process. About 30 minutes in i realized that my new digs was lacking a phone line, internet line, and AFN (armed forces network) TV hookup. Not to mention that it's almost one third smaller than my other room (just thought i would mention that again). So with concerns in hand i went to see the HR rep (let's call her satan's bride...SB for short). She acted like she was doing me a huge favor by actually doing her job. At one point i got very frustrated, and those of you who know me are well aware of the kind of language my anger/frustration can bring on. Well she made an attempt to give me some sort of school-boy dressing down for swearing in her office, but i was having none of that, and let her know in no uncertain terms what a shoddy operation i thought this all was. I did apologize later for the swearing bit, but not the anger, and she acted as if i wasn't even there. Well screw you lady...HR stands for HUMAN RESOURCES...and if you can't be human and oh...i don't know...show a little empathy perhaps you should find another job description that suits you. She didn't have to move everything she owned from her comfort zone to a smaller ( i may have mentioned this before) room involuntarily.
Clearly my plight was unimportant to her.

Enough of that...i could rant for a couple days on that subject. Right now i am sitting here waiting for the movers to show up with my remaining lockers. Every thing i have to wear is piled up 3 feet high on my bed...inconvenient for sleeping i assure you. When this is all over, I'm going to order a pizza using some one else's phone, and drown my sorrows in cheese and dough.

More to come later...thanks for listening.