We are down to the wire with not many days left until deployment is over. I thought it would be smooth sailing. (No pun intended.) But, it seems the deployment gremlins have reared their ugly heads once again.

Cpl Honda has been spending money while on deployment. I am talking serious money. He also is having all the packages sent to my office so they will not get stolen off our front porch.

So yesterday the receptionist came to me and told I had more packages coming in. Ok, no problem. Not. One of the packages was COD and not just a few bucks either. Nope. We are talking COD to the tune of thirty bucks! What the? Ok, first off I do not carry cash around. Does anyone carry cash any more. No, I just use my trusty debit card. Works for me.

So I go talk to the mailman and he just says he will send it back from where it came. I think, I do not no what else to do so I just let it go. Then I emailed Cpl Honda and that is when the touble began. He thinks that the package was a very expensive PlayStation 3 and it can not go back because it was bought through Ebay and he will get bad feedback from the seller.

A fury of emails then ensued with Cpl Honda becoming increasingly panic! I just do not understand why the gremlins see fit to attack at work most of the the time! With the exception of his car not starting. Twice. Every problem that arises happens when I am at work.

Finally I decide to go to the post office after work and see if I can retrieve said package. I get there and wait in a crazy long line. I get up to the counter and explain to the clerk and he goes look for it. When he comes back he tells me the postman is still out on his route. I will know be going back today today too see if I can get the package.

Wish me luck. I do not want to have to right that email if the package was sent back.

packages

Lucie and the packages.

See what I mean. That boy’s been a shopping!

I have read on a few military wives’ blogs about deployment gremlins. I am assuming they are problems that only crop up during deployment. My gremlins definitely inhabit that damn car. Yes, LCpl Honda’s car.

Just when you think, all is well the curse of the car strikes again. LCpl Honda emailed me on Sunday night. This is what he said:

Subject Car Registration stuff… again

“Hey I know we thought this stuff was done but I need you to check on something for me. I got a letter yesterday from the ****** DMV about my car not getting registered and being late, they said I owe them $500 some odd dollars. Anyways I need you to contact the ****** DMV and tell them that my car is registered in ****** now and make sure that I don’t owe any of that money. Thanks Mom, love you.”

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Breathe Juliannah.

Once again, images of Power of Attorneys flying back and forth and people refusing to speak to me go through my mind. Why, why, why?

I decide to wait until I get home from work to call because I do not need to be standing in a parking lot begging some unknown person to help me. When I called, I get a computer telling me that the wait for a human should be less than ten minutes. Ok, I can do that. After a few minutes, the voice comes on and says the same thing. After 10 minutes, the voice comes on and says the wait is now longer than 10 minutes and I should hang up and call back later or another day.

I. Don’t. Think. So!

Sooo, I just put the phone on speaker, sit it on the table and take a seat on the couch. I figure there is no way I am going to hang up and call back. I am still trying to figure out how less than 10 minutes can turn into more than 10 minutes. I really do not think you can take cuts on a phone line. Nope, I think it was a ploy to get people off the phone. I never had much love for the DMV anyway.

Now this is the real funny part. 30 seconds after I put the phone on the table, a woman answers. That’s right. Gotcha DMV! So I brace for the worse and start to explain the situation. She tells me I need to mail the original letter and write on it that the car is registered in my state. Ah, I explain that the letter is floating somewhere in the middle of the ocean and besides that I just received a Christmas card from LCpl Honda postmarked Dec. 15 yesterday. That is not happening.

She thinks for a minute and then tells me to send a copy of the registration along with a letter stating the car is registered. She also asks me about LCpl Honda and his deployment and says to thank him for his service. Finally, an angel amongst all the devils I have spoken to throughout this deployment!

So another car problem solved. Except the car battery is dead again, but that is Corvette’s problem.

I am sure the gremlins had something to do with that too. Because I am sure, when I am gone they are rocking out to the radio and playing with LCpl Honda’s GPS.