Today I received some possibly wonderful news. Matt had a teleconference with his commander for this trip to Afghanistan. He was told there is a chance he may get 8 days off before heading to Afghanistan. If he travels it will be on our dime, but it's 8 days. I was expecting maybe 2 or 3 if we were lucky and that we would have to stay right at Camp Attleberry. But now he may get to leave the area and Indiana isn't all that far from Michigan.

So immediately I went into planning mode. We'll visit his parents and grandparents in Iron River for a few days. Road trip to Mackinac City and have my parents meet us there and grab the kids. Spend 2 days as a couple on Mackinac Island, then spend the last few days together as a family at my parents house in Gladwin. Or we could rent a cottage on one of the great lakes and just spend a week as a family. Sounds amazing right? Can't go wrong with either plan really.

I had my hopes up high, to high. Being a military wife I should know better. Things NEVER go according to plan. Here I am planning a perfect week, between months of hell, that may never happen. Things are always subject to change to suit the military's need. I get that. It's part of the military wife deal. But how do I not get my hopes up? How do I not plan a perfect week, I remind my self odds are it won't happen. So I'll stop looking at hotels, and cottages, and just get back to surviving this thing day by day until I see my husband again.