Grrr....agression run

I hate school. That's all I'm going to say about that. I went for a run immediately after a not so great day. I had 40 min + 6 x100 m strides on the agenda. I stopped at Trader Joe's' on the way to school knowing full well that I was going to need to drink myself to an oblivion (OK, oblivion is an exaggeration - but you all know what I mean). After a very counter-productive waste of three hours of my life I went for a well deserved run. My husband was supposed to be here by now, but turns out the schedule changed and he wont be off the ship until Sunday afternoon. First it was Friday, then Saturday, now Sunday. This is normal and happens EVERY TIME, but knowing his arrival is going to be postponed never really makes it any easier. It's so hard to live without your partner and your support team. At least I don't have children. My hearts and prayers go out to military wives who live like this for way longer than three months at a time. I don't know how they do it. They are truly unspoken heroes. Cliche, but so true. I am half loaded so I will stop here before I make a total fool out of myself. It is what it is - and I am who I am.