Yikes, time for an update

I don't even know what I've been doing to keep me busy, but I haven't posted in a while. OOps.

Working. I gave my notice last week. My last day will be May 13. It's a little weird for me because this will be the first time in about 15 years that I haven't had a job...on purpose. I'm going to look for something that I can do part time or from home, but I'm also going to enjoy some time with my daughter before any other people decide to show up and she feels really jipped because I never got to stay home with her. I was a single mom for 7 years so I always HAD to have a job. I'm very nervous about not having one now. Will we have enough money to pay for stuff? Will I have enough stuff to do to not be bored? Will my husband resent me for not working?
These are the things weighing heavily on my mind. That, and the fact that I have a MAJOR move coming up in about 4 months and I'm not ready yet. There is more painting to do, home improvements to be improved, packing, selling, sorting, and all of the other fun stuff that goes along with moving. The Navy isn't helping out with that at all of course which I've heard is normal. I'm the type of person who likes to have things done and dusted. I don't like waiting until a month before a move like that to make arrangements for strangers to come pack up my stuff. Therefore, we will be packing/moving ourselves. At least that way we can save what little control we have over a situation that we really have no control over (if that makes sense).

Birthday. I had a total of 3 "birthday parties";one for every decade I've been alive I suppose. I don't feel older, I don't look older, and I still get carded. Maybe I didn't age?
The remainder of the month will be spent with Valentine's parties, birthday parties for E, and whatever other things I can think of to make the time between now and when Jeff get home go by as fast as possible. I'm so sick of this stupid deployment. Thankfully there are only a few weeks left.

I've had some really interesting dreams that I wish I could remember to blog about. The one that sticks out in my mind is the one I was woken up from on Sunday when my mom showed up to paint. I was in a public shower and I was fixing to get out of the shower, but I didn't have a towel. So I'm in the shower naked and soaking wet and I'm running around seeing if I could borrow towels from people (kinda gross if you think about it). I ended up having to borrow a towel from a midget...which ended up being a hand towel sized towel. Better than nothing I suppose.