Second verse, same as the first!

[piplover]

Ohhhhhh, I really, really, really hate cleaning. First they make us work our normal work day of 630 am to 5pm, then they give us an hour for dinner, then they have us come back to clean. And not clean our rooms, either. No, we have to scrub the hallways and the common rooms. Uggg. Four hours! We would have been at it longer but they decided they were tired and let us go. My feet hurt! 16 hours in combat boots does not a happy soldier make!
If I have to scrape paint off the base board with a razer blade again, or wash the walls, or use a toothbrush to get grout our of the tiles, I am going to be sick. Mopping, scrubbing, and on hands and knees. Oh, my.
Anyway, good news is that Fiance wrote me. A very long letter, so I am happy. Kind of. He does not want me to visit him but to save up for when I get out, and he can't take time off anyway if I were to go. So I will probably not see him for about a year or more. Did I say good news?
Oh, well. I love him, he loves me, and Barney shall be shot if I continue. I think I am going to bed. The original plan was to have a nice beer, take a hot bath, then maybe read for an hour, but noooo, I think bed is the best.
Did I mention my feet hurt?

Comments

[ansostuff.livejournal.com]

Poor lass! *hugs*. I hope the waiting before you see your loved one goes really fast!

[piplover.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the hugs! I hope it goes by fast, too. As one of my friends said, every day we are apart is but a day closer to being back together agian.
Hugs!