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Over a week has passed since E left America and it's been an odd week. I've not burst into tears at random moments or anything but I've found that I'm much more easily irritated. Things that I would typically ignore make me super grumpy or even mad. My "old" best friend, who I had this huge falling out with? Hearing her name just makes me fume. And I don't know why. A year ago, I would be showing up at her apartment and apologizing (without having much to be sorry for) and practically begging for a moment of time to explain (something I didn't really understand) before finally being given (as if it were some precious gift) a piece of friendship back.  Today? I'm just furious. I mean honest to goodness angry. Not my usual sulky, understanding, sad self. This is just something odd that I don't know how to get used to yet. I'm almost never angry.

I've had one phone call since I last wrote that was wonderful, but since then a face book message. I can't lie and say I'm okay with this because I've seen his friends online, wives who rejoice after daily or almost-daily phone calls and I've gotta be honest, I don't get why Ethan isn't doing the same. I mean, am not mad at him but it's really getting me down. His friend put a post on my wall that he "dragged" E to the MWR to get on the computer. Why can't he do it willingly?? Ugh, I'm sure there is a good reason. I just have to keep telling myself this.

I've been pretty crafty this weekend, though. So I'll have to post pictures once my last project is finished. I'm super impressed with myself that I even got off the couch to make anything.

Until next time.