Good news and bad news
Well, I didn’t end up going to the Presidential Inauguration. I’m very disappointed, but hey at least we were prematurely invited. We ended up being taken off the list as the date approached and we had not even completed our demobilization process.
Tonight, I will be reunited with my parents. Our unit is having a dinner with the soldiers and families. I’m stoked and am bringing Kleenexes for mom. I also put on a lot of Brut, which my buddies tell me smells like poop. I’ve been wearing it since I was 12. Is there something I don’t know about the stuff in the green bottle? Anyway, tomorrow, I will say goodbye to the people I’ve spent 436 days with in training and in combat. Tomorrow, I will be a civilian again. Of course, I have 20 briefings between now and then, but at least at the end of the day, I will be wearing jeans and drinking a beer.