Friday, July 8, 2011

Material Girl

Last weekend one of my fellow recently-arrived junior officers commented that living out of a suitcase for a couple of weeks made him realize how few material posessions it really takes to be happy. I couldn't disagree more.

I miss my stuff every single day. I've been here for four weeks today and my UAB is AWOL. It may be another month or so before the boat shipment with most of my posessions arrives. It's not like I'm depressed or anything, but every day without fail I feel a need to use something I know I own but do not have with me - a pair of shoes, a book, a kitchen utensil. (In fact, the majority of these wishes are kitchen-related.) I'm tired of wearing the same two suits to work. And aside from the utility of it, I want my things so I can hang up my pictures and set up my bookshelves and make my house feel like home instead of a very large hotel suite.

Mom has a little plaque-thing hanging on her wall that says, "Home is where your stuff is." Right now my home is in a shipping container somewhere in the Atlantic. I can't wait for it to arrive.

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