Goodbye!

Well, I'm finally leaving!  After all this time in Germany, tomorrow I will be taking that Transatlantic flight for the last time.  I really didn't allow myself to think about leaving these past few months; I guess it just hit me...right now.  I spent most of my young adult time in Germany.  I went from girl to woman here.  I've encountered so many new things, so many different places, and people.  I hate to admit it, I love Germany.  I originally never wanted to leave.  Living in Germany has sheltered me from a world that I just wasn't ready for, or maybe it wasn't ready for me.  I didn't have to worry about where I was going to live, what school to put my girls in, buying a house; not any of the things I have on my plate now.  Leaving Germany, is going to be like losing a good friend.  You never really understand the impact of that relationship, until it's gone.  I can only hope that I have as many good memories in Virginia that I do here.  

Cook Me One Meal

Speaking of my Army Man.  I've been peeved with him for about two weeks now.  I asked him to cook for me; just one meal, one day.  He never did it.  He was wondering why I kept making a big deal about, and I had to tell him that I just wanted him to make me one dang meal.  Is that really asking too much.  I cook for him all of the time; partly because I enjoy it, and the other part because it's whats expected of me.  As the days passed, I kept reminding him.  He would say that he was going to do it, but he never did.  I kind of went on a no cooking strike of my own.  

After reconsidering, I realized that I was wrong.  Don't get me wrong, I would love to have him make me something to eat every once in a while.  Fact of the matter is that we've been together for almost five years, and he has never cooked for me once (maybe some Hamburger Helper in 2007). I knew he was like this when I first met him.  As the saying goes, "you can't teach an old dog new tricks!"  There are some things that can be changed in a relationship.  When the rules have already been established and set; it's pretty much a done deal.  Given my Army man's track record with cooking; he once messed up instant oatmeal when I was sick and on quarters.  I think I'll be the lone cooker in the house...for now.

Restless

I'm finding it harder to sleep as my fly date gets closer.  Tomorrow is crunch time.  I have to finish clearing S1, and I have my Final Out tomorrow.  I also have to run to the Post Office to mail off all the stuff that I either forgot to pack up, or I thought I couldn't live without for two months.  I may have to make a run to the Transportation office to check on reimbursement for mailing things back to the states.  My Army Man was given this option when he made his Trans appointment, but of course he doesn't remember where the paperwork is at, or what he is suppose to do.  Since I've been in a ticked off mood for the past couple of weeks; I just left it alone.  Seems like I have to think for myself, and think for him.  At times I do appreciate being so needed, but lately it's been aggravating.  I thought I was going to have a nervous breakdown last weekend.  I told him, "I take care of everything, but who is going to take care of me?"  This week was better, especially since we're so close to leaving, but boy does it get ruff!

PCSing

I've been in Germany since 2002.  I originally came down with my ex-husband as a dependant; I was in the Army Reserves.  I went active Army in 2004.  I am moving to Virginia, and this will be my first PCS.  I guess the only good thing for me is that I did my move in two parts.  Ninety percent of my household goods were picked up 2007 before I deployed, and put in storage in Maryland.  I had also moved my girls to back to the states, and had all their personal items shipped off as well. 

Fortunately, I don't have to experience the brunt of a full fledged PCS like most people.  My remaining household goods were picked up two days ago.  My vehicle was shipped off last month; should be in VA no later then the 7th of April.  I have my fingers crossed.  Luckily, my fiance and I do have another car in the states by his parents house.  We should only have to rent a car for one day; just to get us from Richmond to Charlotte to go to his parents house. 

We are going to do a three day layover in Chicago, and drive to to see my Dad in Peoria.  Some people do not know that when flying on a Military ticket, you can ask for an extended layover en route to your destination.  The only stipulation is that it can not cost the Military any extra money.  It kind of worked out for my fiance and I; the first stop happens to be Chicago.  

After we fly to Richmond, we are going to drive to Charlotte and stay there for a few days.  We are taking leave and do not have to report to our new Units until April 10th.  I just have a few more things to pack up and mail off, and finish up cleaning my quarters.  I'm almost finished with Clearing; I just have to get the S1 to sign off on my paperwork.  I can't do that until my NCOER and Award gets finished.  I fly on Sunday, so I hope everything gets done in time.

 

The Life of The Army

I named this blog because it seemed to best describe me in a nutshell.  It's like being the Life of the Party.  Being in the Army totally consumes, and dictates your every move.  I would have to say it's a very unique job that requires more from yourself than most are used to giving.  It does have it's benefits, and that's why I love it!   For most people and even myself; sometimes the sacrifices outweigh the benefits.  I guess it's like that with anything we do in life.  What do you think?