Yesterday, I was on my way to pick Aaron up from daycare, when I heard a story on NPR.
It seems that the U.S. government is going to broadcast six hours of American news programming to Iraq by means of Air Force planes circling over Baghdad. This is just until the U.S. government can establish permanent ground-based broadcast facilities. (FTR, Congress has already authorized about $162 million for this. They can’t spend it fast enough, as far as I’m concerned.)
The reason this set off a bad mood is because it’s Airman’s unit that broadcasts this stuff. Hearing this, in conjunction with hearing about the battle groups and units that are leaving now, did not do much good for my stress levels. So, I’m not sure when Airman’s coming home. He knows, but can’t tell anyone. And, in light of these new broadcast plans, I’m sure that’ll change.
So, right now, I’m a bit stressed out about all of this. I miss him a lot, and am having something of a hard time, what with work and taking care of Aaron and managing the household. Airman’s family has been wonderful, and has taken Aaron at times so I can go out and do stuff, but still.
sigh
Robin