It's a bittersweet week

Well, this is my last week living at my parent's house. On Saturday, I'm moving in with Jeremy. I'm so excited for us to live together and see where life is going to take us. But at the same time, I'm a little sad. It's a sad feeling, packing up my bedroom, putting all the things from my childhood away. Saying goodbye, even though I know I'll see everyone at least once a week. Jeremy keeps asking me if I'm ready for this next step. I am, I really am. We're engaged and we're planning our wedding, and it will be nice to have a little home together. When Jeremy was deployed, whenever I needed to talk, someone was always home. I could always count on having someone to talk to. I know I still have that and I know I always will. It's just a little hard growing up haha.

Aside from packing up and moving out, it is finals week..ughh. So far, so good. I haven't been too stressed out. But my two hardest exams are Thursday and Friday, so I've been studying my butt off! I've also been constantly searching for a part-time job for the summer. It's really important that I find a job this summer. There is no way we're going to be able to pay for a wedding, even with the help of my parents, on one income (especially a military income). Hopefully I'll be able to find one soon. I also don't want to spend all summer just hanging out in the apartment. While it will be nice to lay by the pool some days and work on wedding stuff, I think I might go crazy if I stay in the apartment all summer long! I think I'm a little too picky when it comes to finding a job. I want a job during the same hours that Jeremy works. I think it's kind of selfish of me, but I want to be able to spend time with my fiancee. Hopefully I'll find a job soon.

Yesterday, Jeremy told me he was asked again to deploy. Since he's been home, he's been asked several differen times if he wanted to deploy again. I know, I know, this is the military life. But every time another deployment is brought up, I can't help but get upset. When I met Jeremy, I knew what he job was and what that entails. I'm not complaining about loving a Marine. But the constant fear of deployments just stinks! I know this his job and I know I can't stop him if he has to go. I just keep praying that they won't make him go again. But if he does have to leave again, I will continue to love and support him no matter what. And just like last time, I'll continue to pray until he comes home safe. But for now, I keep praying that they won't take him again.

Well, that's it for today..back to studying! Have a wonderful day!