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It has only been a little over a week since my husband has left, but the Murphy’s Law of deployment has already begun in my house. It all started last week, when I saw a post on Facebook from a girl on base about receiving a notice on her door about the house lease expiring. As soon as I saw it I knew I had one on my door as well. I just knew it.
I had no idea the lease to our house on base could expire, I just figured we would live here until we got orders to PCS. But that is not how it works apparently. The housing office was behind, our lease had actually expired back in April, and they were just letting us know now. Luckily, I was able to go to the housing office the next day to talk it over with them. All I needed to do is a get a house inspection, and sign a new lease with my POA (Power of Attorney).
Not too bad. It wasn’t hard, but almost gave me a heart attack to think about losing our house. We weren’t close, but it still scared me. Only a day or two later I had arrived at a friend’s house to drop Adam off on my way to yoga class. My phone rings, and it’s my brother at college telling me my mom and my other brother had been in a car accident. I almost dropped the phone. My mom and brother were ok, but the car was really bad off, plus my mom got a ticket. Just a bad day for them, but I was so glad they were ok.
The very next day, I was on my way to meet another friend for a play date. I drove literally around the corner to the gas station on base, and was about to pump my gas, when someone came up to me and told me my engine was smoking. My heart sunk. Up to this point I had refused to believe that any of this was the Muprhy’s Law of deployment, but now it was pretty much true. I have no clue about cars and had no idea what to do. A couple of guys tried to get my hood open, but they couldn’t figure it out and neither could I. I thought I would drive to the park to meet my friend like planned and see if anything else would happen with the car.
At the park, my friend suggested looking at the car manual to get the hood open. We both looked, but couldn’t see anything wrong. Later that day, I went to pick up my friend from the base gate, and the car was making a bad hissing noise and had a burnt smell. After that, I decided it wasn’t a good idea to drive the car anymore.
The next day, I went to our Sunday School breakfast at Cracker Barrel. The whole time I was trying to figure out what to do with the car. I had no idea, and we didn’t have a lot of money to fix it either. By the time the breakfast was over, it was almost time for Adam’s lunch and nap. I knew I couldn’t run around and figure out the car thing without someone taking Adam, so my friend took him to her house and fed him lunch. My friend Jennifer, had given me a ride that day and so she drove me around so we could figure this out.
In the end we figured the best thing to do would be to get the car towed. USAA covers it for free (Thank God) and said they would be at my house in 30 minutes. Well, they didn’t know how to tell time, because two more phone calls and two hours later we finally had to go meet the truck at the gate and let them in.
Monday’s are usually my busiest day of the week and I was worried how I was going to take Adam to therapy and run my errands and go to my appointment. Friends from church were going out of town so they let me borrow their truck. I was so thankful.
Monday (yesterday) proved to be the craziest day yet. The night before I had tried to get into our USAA account online to see if we had been paid, well I guess I forgot the password and after trying more than several times I was locked out of the account. Monday morning I called the car place, told them my car had been towed there and explained the problem. After that, I called USAA while feeding Adam breakfast. It ended up that I had to make my own account so I could see everything. After that we got ready to go, and drove to the car place to drop off the keys. We turned around and immediately went to therapy for Adam (which did not go well). I walked out with an 11 page evaluation from his occupational therapy and didn’t understand any of it.
We went home, ate lunch and then we went out again to pick up my friend so she could watch Adam. I came back, and put him down for a nap and headed out to my appointment. I got out, had 3 voicemails to deal with and ran home to pick up my friend. We stopped at the clinic, and then drove to the car place to pick up my car. It was a good thing I had not driven it anymore because something in the car had been leaking oil. Thankfully they fixed it for only $144. My friend drove my car and I drove the truck we had been borrowing. We stopped at the gas station and then drove the truck to their house.
Took us 30 minutes to switch both of our car seats back to my car, then I drove my friend home, and went home myself. Can we say longest day ever? Topped off with discouragement about my son not eating all day. I am wondering if it’s finally hitting him that Daddy is gone.
The good thing about all this? God is teaching me many things. Deployment is hard, being independent is hard, but good friends and God’s blessings are getting me though. I know these won’t be the only things to happen while my husband is gone, but at least I can say I got through them with God’s help and with the help of good friends.
What are some things YOU have been through during the Murphy’s Law of deployment?