UPS store clerk, I don't like you.

I give up on the photo challenge.  Don't even know how many days behind I am, so oh well!

Last several days have been sort of an emotional roller coaster.  I go from feeling like the luckiest girl on earth to have such a wonderful man in my life to feeling like I cannot survive another day of this deployment trying to be sooo strong when I really don't think I'm that strong.  People tell me that I am.  Matt even tells me that I am much stronger physically, mentally and emotionally than I realize.  When I think about it, he's probably right.  I think that goes for everyone though.  I am trying to hold it together, and I do think I've done pretty well so far, but sometimes I just break down.

Like today after I left the UPS store... maybe I was being dumb or just overly hopeful, but I brought one of those APO/FPO Priority Mail flat rate boxes from the USPS to the store today hoping they could mail it out for me.  I asked if they mailed out post office stuff and the clerk looks at the box (which clearly says what it is) and he's like, welllll I guess we could.  So I wait as he tries to figure out how to input into the computer the mailing address with his manager, he's chatting with me about deployment and the recent killings in Germany (my God, how tragic), and he actually asked and seemed interested in how and where he is, but I was counting the minutes until I need to get back to work.  I had eaten my lunch during my 15 minute morning break so that I would have enough time to drive to the UPS store (didn't have enough time to drive to the real post office) so that I could mail out the care package during my lunch.  Well, after all that, he tells me the total price and of course its way above the flat rate price I was expecting.  Soooo, I angrily took my package back and I got very upset.  My lunchtime is the only time Matt and I get to chat, so here I am driving back to work, crying AND texting (actually IMing) him on my phone.  Having a breakdown, saying I can't take the stress and I try so hard and always fail, and I just want to do nice things for him and he doesn't appreciate it (HUH?!)  It makes no sense why, but I had a meltdown.