Restless

I'm finding it harder to sleep as my fly date gets closer.  Tomorrow is crunch time.  I have to finish clearing S1, and I have my Final Out tomorrow.  I also have to run to the Post Office to mail off all the stuff that I either forgot to pack up, or I thought I couldn't live without for two months.  I may have to make a run to the Transportation office to check on reimbursement for mailing things back to the states.  My Army Man was given this option when he made his Trans appointment, but of course he doesn't remember where the paperwork is at, or what he is suppose to do.  Since I've been in a ticked off mood for the past couple of weeks; I just left it alone.  Seems like I have to think for myself, and think for him.  At times I do appreciate being so needed, but lately it's been aggravating.  I thought I was going to have a nervous breakdown last weekend.  I told him, "I take care of everything, but who is going to take care of me?"  This week was better, especially since we're so close to leaving, but boy does it get ruff!