Single Digit Midget

I meant to tell you before but it slipped my mind: I have only 1 day remaining before I fly home.

YEAH, RIGHT it slipped my mind! AS IF! WOOOHOOOOO. One day and a wake-up!

Maybe it's because I'm only ONE DAY from heading home (only home for 2 weeks but we aren't talking about that yet), but for some reason the air smells sweeter, the flies seem gentler and my clothes - well, my clothes are still tight at hell but two out of three ain't bad :-)

You can see from this picture taken at a recent good-bye gathering that everyone is as happy to see me go as I am to be leaving - ha ha!

I leave Bagram Air Field on 28 July and should be CONUS (sorry, i tried to resist but I've been infected with the acronym virus!) on 30 July - boots on ground by 1300L HRS!!! Pray for me that I don't have to sit next to anyone on any of my flights who is either chatty, smelly, perky or any combination thereof (hey, i'm not mean - i'm just sleep and civilization deprived). On second thought, why not put your prayers to really good use: pray for me that every other passenger assigned to my rows on every single one of my 4 separate flights misses their flight leaving me with the entire row to myself AND that, in addition to the standard beverages, fare and snacks usually served, the flight i'm on mistakenly receives a supply shipment of hubba bubba. Peace. See you in 3...2...1.