Tom deployed in January. He came back in late July. So I had many months of being without a spouse. Sometimes it's tough to re-wire the brain to understand Hey, your mate is back.
There are some things I have to get used to after a deployment ends. Here are some of them.
1. Being asked, "Where are you going?"
My face is usually like:
I've had to answer to no one for over half the year. WTH do you mean "where am I going?" To get groceries. Der. For the first week that he's back, I'll sometimes forget to mention that I'm about to leave and will actually startle when I'm pulling open the front door and Tom is going, "Wait. Where are you going?"
2. Cooking proper meals again.
The kids and I had a lot of breakfast for dinner. Or sandwiches. Cereal. Easy stuff, because I hate cooking. I feel suffocated in the kitchen. Some people love it. I do not. Tom is picky and likes a proper meal. So if I announce we're having sandwiches for dinner or "it's fend for yourself dinner--find whatever" he'll give me a look like:
3. I'm asked, "What did you buy now?"
I mean. Dude. I went to Target. What did you expect? But I understand it's an alarming thing if someone walks through the door with five bags on their arm.
4. Questioned with, "Why did you take out the trash?"
I got in the habit of doing it, so I automatically do it. Tom is all, "I'd have done it!" But I explain I'm used to doing it, so it's cool. Really.
5. Sharing the bed.
Guys? We need a King size bed. We just have a Queen, and sharing is rough. I like my own part of bed. He shifts around a lot, so I always wake up. Then I'm pissy in the morning. Having the bed to myself is one of my favorite things when he deploys. I do like having him in the room with me when I think the fan is a hovering ghost though. Then he brings me back to reality and mutters, "That's our fan, Amber. Not a ghost." When he's gone, I can send myself into quite a panic.
6. Sharing the TV remote again.
Tom will sometimes go, "Are you really watching this?" when I start a Real Housewives show and I'm all, "No. It's just on the DVR for decoration. Yes. I'm watching it now. Join me." He's all, "Pass. These women are terrifying."
I'm getting used to sharing my space again and frightening Tom with my various reality shows.
It's good to have him home.