One of those moments....

I'm having one of those "Oh you bastard" moments.

Not only have the charming military, who yes have cheered me up immensely by not wanting to send said lad into battle not bothered getting his pay right yet. So after what, three - four months now we are currently 3 grand out of pocket waiting for back pay, thanks for that but they are still sending the poor sod out into the field for 2 weeks tomorrow to do training he doesn't really need. So what is the point in that?

I'm thinking that the fact I've been feeling quite manky of late when I should bee rather relieved and relaxed thanks to the news. But alas no. In fact have felt very shite this weekend when we should have been enjoying each others company for the two days.

So with that in mind I am going to say that the moment he gets out of this sodding yearly contract the better.

Bloody military.

I'm guessing wishing does work then, which is a bit bleeding scary!

Oh now that's a worry.

I got the best news I could ever imagine today and as hard as I can trying to be supportive of short and loud, the fact he has been told that he will now NOT be going to Afgh... has, it must be said left me whizzing around the room like a banshee of relief this evening.

I cannot say just how pleased I am that the one person I have found and want to spend the rest of my life with wont be going somewhere with the chance of being shot, maimed, or killed is certainly a rather large fucking weight off I can tell you!

I am very proud of the boy yes but please don't do that again!

Love ya LL
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