"I could really use a dream, or a genie, or a
wish to go back to a place much simpler than this."
wish to go back to a place much simpler than this."
I have this song and a few others on repeat tonight, as I sit here being bummed. Today was a pretty lousy day. I had a very hateful email this morning from someone whose order I accidentally messed up. She tried to say her bracelet was "dirty" when really she should be smart enough to realize that it's the color of the metal, that's why it's called antiqued silver! She said I messed up the clasp which I did. She asked for a loggle, and Iused a lobster claw. That's probably the only thing that was really wrong with the whole order. Then she tried to say I messed up the size when she told me her wrist was 6.5" so I made the bracelet almost 7" so it wouldn't be to tight. She never said she wanted the actual bracelet to be 6.5". She also threatened to post a bad review, which she never did. I told her it was fine because I really don't feel like I did wrong. I offered that if she shipped it back to me I would make her another one to which her only response was, "Thanks anyway." She just had a problem with absolutely everything. So I lost my first customer I guess but who needs customers like that anyway. She's obviously way too picky.
Then my hubby told me he had good news so I waited ALL day to find out what it was, only to find that it wasn't good news. He said he would be home early, yet he wouldn't. He got his fork lift operation license while on the ship so now he has to stay for offload. Guess what that means! While everyone else I know will be running to meet their sailor, I won't. I'll be home playing the waiting game for another 6-8 hours while he's unloading the ship. Then by the time he gets done it's going to be late, and he's going to be so tired he'll have to go to bed for work the next day. I guess I should be used to it by now, but it doesn't make it any easier. I'm just ready for this to be over already. I want him home. I only get him for two weeks as it is, then they're shipping him back out again. On top of that he's missing my birthday which is in a few days. I know, I know enough bitching. I keep seeing that on facebook which doesn't help. the stress is building up. The little time we have left before his back to back deployments is precious to me, and this is only taking away from it.
He sent me another poem tonight which has helped some, but just makes me miss him even more. I just keep telling myself it will all be over soon enough.
"Good Night"
You're my sweet whisper; gentle in the night!
Wishing me good evening, and bidding me goodnight.
The sweet but bitter goodbye,
before my eyes shut tight.
Before a fantastic dream scape,
and tulips glowing bright.
I bid you sleep well,
So sweet night, good night.
So that you might see me standing,
with a tulip bathed in light.
