You owe me!

Dear Husband,


First, let me start off by saying that I appreciate all that you do for us, but you owe me big time for the shit I have dealt with this deployment. I am sure you won't read this until after you leave for your next deployment and by then it will be too late to give me the massage that I have earned these last few months, but I still think it is important to put it out there that YOU OWE ME! Normally, I think that our jobs are equally difficult but all that changed tonight. Let's back up a bit, last night it was brought to my attention that the water heater was leaking. At the time it was just a couple of drops. Yeah, those few drips have now turned into a stream of water. So all that nice clean laundry that I have avoided folding over the last 5 days is now in need of being washed again and it will probably be left sitting, clean but unfolded, for an extra week just because I will be too frustrated to look at it. This really is the straw that broke the camel's back. Let's recap this deployment and all the random crap that has happened:

• Several ER trips
• Crap inducing spiders
• Fleas
• The daily assault from Hurricane Teagan
• The water heater
• The dead rat with the waving eye 
• Waving eye's lunch in the engine 

All of that plus normal day to day crap (I mean that literally). I deserve a night in a hotel with no children and a bottle of wine, completely alone.  I will call you from the hotel to make sure that the children have not retaliated and left you hog tied in the corner.

Love,
Your loving wife