R&R in Hawaii was absolutely amazing. When I recover from the jet lag and little to no sleep for about 28 hours, I'll post a proper update, photos, etc. For now, this is just venting. Feel free to ignore.

I wouldn't trade the time we had but holy hell is this coming home without him hard (though I'm glad he didn't come here and have to leave from home). It feels like R&R was just one big tease. I walked into the house yesterday and it seriously felt like someone else's house. I even slept on the couch and I haven't done that in ... well, I think I've done it once the whole deployment. I feel so out of sorts right now it's unreal. I have this urge to tear the house apart and do a deep clean but am so tired, I just don't have the energy. I don't know what else to do to fix this overwhelming kicked-in-the-stomach feeling, though. I need to put my big girl panties on and get back into the deployment mindset but I'll be damned if I can find them. Maybe they're packed in my suitcase still sitting in the foyer.