The first time Tony deployed was about 10 years ago to RAF Mildenhall as an Intelligence Officer in support of the Kosovo conflict. And being a young Air Force wife and new to the whole deployment thing, I made a rookie mistake. The day after he left (in an attempt to stay busy, I suppose) I did every piece of laundry. Including sheets and pillowcases. It didn't take me long to realize that I had completely obliterated anything that smelled like him. He had taken his soap and shampoo with him and I had just washed away everything else. So now every time he deploys, I make him leave me the shirt he wears the day he leaves...just to have something that smells like him for a little while. And it helps me not miss him so much.
And this helps too...a huge stack of books all ready to read. If I ever get through Robinson Crusoe, that is.
And every so often, a little of this doesn't hurt either. (I know you're drooling too, Camie...)
My parents come tomorrow to keep us company for a few days...hooray for visitors!