Going home

Things have been poping up successively for the past, say, 3 weeks? From field camp to route marches to ranges to tests and what-nots. I can hardly find time to breathe, really. But the pace has slacken now, and i am slowly recuperating, catching up with my so-called life.
Honey, i'm home~ *kisses* ha.
Sigh, now if only i have someone waiting home for me; pass me a chilled drink while massaging my back when i'm totally spent- from a hard day's work.
Now that's life.