Touche, April 1st, Touche

Every night there are 5 different routines I have that help countdown the days until I get to see Matt. Some of you are thinking I may need to pick up a hobby or seek some help, however if you reread my first sentence you'll quickly realize I don't have any time for that :) The largest of these is the paper chain.

I’m still amazed by the fact I got “hole in the wall clearance.” The fact she let me put push pins into the wall was probably because I’m a bit of a crier when he first leaves. Let’s be honest it’s not a pretty sight when this happens.  My sister hits her threshold quicker than a groom on his wedding night when it comes to comforting irrational crying.  There’s aggressive eye squinting and my mascara likes to cheat on the lashes and party with the rest of my face.  Frankly, the holes in the wall were the only bearable option if she wanted a peaceful next couple of months.

Fast forward a few weeks, and Steph heads to Mexico on spring break. She thought my J.Lo suitcase from Santa would be the finest touch, and so she asked to borrow it.  I like to keep my suitcases behind my bed.  You know in case someone needs a birthing coach and goes into labor or if my parents decide to spring a trip to Disney on me...I’ll be ready.  Anyway, she was responsible for putting it back in it’s spot after she had returned from her trip.  It was one of the few activities I felt she could execute unsupervised.  That was until tonight.  I went to rip off a link from the paper chain when I sat back in excitement.  If you look at the pictures you’ll see 4 push pins that have no links, and then 4 that have links.  One of which only has half of the chains.  That would imply we were over halfway!  Then my instincts I so beautifully fine tuned during my Sesame Street days kicked in.  The number on the very final link was 11.  If the Cookie Monster and Count didn't lead me astray then something was amiss.  

It would appear my sister thought she’d be funny and screw with my countdown while I was sleeping.  However, I'm confident she didn't intentionally play with my emotions. I sense she was careless and knocked them off their pins and haphazardly put them back up. If she were to carry out an operation of this caliber it would take extreme stealth and as a wise woman once said “ain’t nobody got time for that.”  Steph may not have time for that, but April Fool’s Day sure does.  A day such as this plays on the weaknesses of people like my sister and uses them to figuratively flick people like me right in the nose.  Next time he’s deployed over April 1st you better believe I’m using a staple gun and hanging a super sweet “Keep Out” sign on my door so she can't be April 1st's pawn.  The security I plan on orchestrating to protect my next paper chain puts the efforts of the secret service to shame.