Resistance is Futile!

Today's title is a quote from a Star Trek movie where an alien race of Borgs are taking over the universe.

Much like the way Hubs is right now. It is with affection that I describe his usual post-deployment behavior. After all this time I know what to expect and it makes me chuckle. He feels the need to rearrange/organize everything in his path.

Those of you who know me know I can use all the help I can get in this department. I am not exactly a paragon of organization. Still it is worth noting that for six months we did just fine (mostly) on our own.

I wondered if this time would be the same. After all I sold the house. I wondered if the total absence of all our stuff would slow this behavior down. Like a scientist setting up particularly unusual conditions for his lab animals I observed him out of his natural habitat. What would happen?

Well first he re-arranged the condo and then he started on the school books. D1 has already had a meltdown this morning because her books are messed up and the pencil sharpener was moved. That one does not handle change well.

Since we only have a week or two left here I find it doesn't bother me much. After all left side of the room vs right side, does it matter? Not to me!

To be fair, if he didn't keep us organized and on track we would be in a state of perpetual mess. I definitely needed somebody like him to get my stuff together. I do like having long range plans. If you don't have some type of plan you will get carried along by somebody else's plan. Not that we stick to things all the time. When he was showing me a spreadsheet of all his leave time for the remainder of his AF career I had to giggle. We don't even know where we are spending Thanksgiving yet!

I guess we balance, him and I. I mess things up and he straightens them back. I saw him start to twitch a bit when I showed him the binder of all the paperwork from the move. It was giving him chest pain to see the mess of stuff sitting there taunting him from the counter.

As he dove in to set the mess to right I had to hide a small grin. Wait until we get to OH and he has to sort out Quicken.

6 months of financial stuff done by me and a new version to boot! I just hope his heart can take the strain.