Deployment is every bit as sterile an existence as I remember. The only thing to do is to somehow make the time go by without being terribly conscious of it, because if I were I'd be twice as miserable. On the other hand, not having anyone to spend time with has allowed me to get a remarkable amount of work done on those Christmas stockings commissioned this year. Despite an earlier bout of despair, I might actually get them all done in time.
But, speaking of deployments and general loneliness, I've been realizing just how vulnerable I am. Living alone anywhere is still very new to me, and more than a little unsettling, especially with the strange characters we've had knocking on the door lately. I've started making an effort to brush up on my target practice when I visit the old homestead, but that doesn't do me much good in the meantime. So, in the interest of taking at least minimal precautions, I swung by Target after work today and picked up an old fashioned, wireless, all-purpose offensive weapon with built in fire escape.
Best of all, it doesn't require a license. Yet.