Today we finished up moving my friend into her new house. It took us 3 days. I'm sore, and crabby, but at least it gave me something to do to keep busy and make time go by a little faster. I finally talked to Allen on Thursday. He's been really busy still working, and sleeping when he can. I'm so glad it's almost over. I can't wait till he gets home. I hope I hear from him tomorrow or at least sometime in the next day or 2. I know he's trying his best, and it's not his fault that we're not getting to talk as much lately, but sometimes I still can't help feeling that something's wrong. He says everything is fine, and I'm trying my hardest to just believe that and let go of the feelings I'm having that something's not right. I think it's probably just because it's getting closer to him coming home, and I'm afraid that I'm going to disappoint him with the way that I've handled things at home. He says that's not going to happen, and knowing the kind of man he is, I'm sure everything will be fine. It's just that it's been so long, and some of the things he says makes me feel like he's really changed, and maybe I don't know him as well as I used to. I know it's natural for some things to have changed, but not so much that I should feel like I don't know him anymore. It's hard to explain, strange, and a little confusing. I love him more than anything in the world, and I just want everything to be ok. I can't wait until I can be in his arms again, it's gonna feel so good. Just to be able to be with him, and have him in the same house. Sometimes, I look back on this past year and this deployment, and I can't believe it's almost over. But other times it feels like times is standing still waiting and waiting, for him is just as hard as waiting to feel normal after he left. I think the end of this is just as bad as the beginning if not worse. I know the waiting is worse. I just want it to be over. I see so many people coming home, and I want it to be our turn. I know that's selfish, but I've been waiting so long. And so has he. It's time for him to be home, so he can relax, and we can have our family under the same roof again. I don't know what Tiffany's planning on doing, I think she might be going home. She said that she's confused and she doesn't know what to do. I know it has to be hard on her. But, I can't make that decision for her either. She has to be the one to do it. Sometimes, I get so mad at my mom for being the way that they are. It's just not fair. I guess she has some thinking to do. Denny's been doing good. He's getting so excited about Allen coming home, he's driving me crazy asking me all the time how many more days we have. We had fun though tonight. It felt good to relax after everything we've done the past couple days. Nori, Carl, and the kids came over, and Chris and Jessie were here with the kids too. We just hung out and played games for New Year's. I can't believe it's 2006. This is gonna be a GREAT year. mostly because I will have my husband out of danger and safe at home with us. I can't wait. I guess I should get to bed now. I have alot of things to get done in the next couple of days. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!