04 May 2012
03 May 2012
Thankful Thursday
1. I am thankful to have shelter, food, and all of the basic necessities. I'm even fortunate enough to have a little bit more that I need and I have things that I want. We don't always have a lot of extra money, but we have what we need and that matters the most.
I will need to remember this in the coming months because with the PCS and other things happening, I may forget this and be angry.
2. Forgiveness. I'm thankful for this because I'm not perfect and I do make a lot of mistakes. But, by the grace of God, I'm still here!
3. My lovebugs. We have fun together and we're learning how to navigate this journey, one memory at a time.
4. Friends. One friend in particular. She's been through a lot with me and she's still by my side after 8 yrs of shenanigans!
5. Coffee and hot chocolate. It gets me through many mornings!
I will need to remember this in the coming months because with the PCS and other things happening, I may forget this and be angry.
2. Forgiveness. I'm thankful for this because I'm not perfect and I do make a lot of mistakes. But, by the grace of God, I'm still here!
3. My lovebugs. We have fun together and we're learning how to navigate this journey, one memory at a time.
4. Friends. One friend in particular. She's been through a lot with me and she's still by my side after 8 yrs of shenanigans!
5. Coffee and hot chocolate. It gets me through many mornings!
30 April 2012
Back to the grind
Last week was such a busy week, yet, not a busy week. If that makes sense. There was so much going on but I didn't get a lot done. We've been dealing with "the sickness" off and on for a few months. One person will have it, get better and then pass it on to someone else. It is a vicious cycle that just keeps repeating itself.
Laundry had been piling up. In addition to it piling up, the washer had some sort of "smelly funk" going on inside of it. I love having a high efficiency washer but it certainly gets smelly fast. I was a on a laundry strike because it seems like nobody knows how to bring down the laundry except for me. Okay, that part isn't true; it just feels like it sometimes.
By Thursday, I had laundry caught up and the house was as clean as the deep clean we gave it for Annika's "Rockstar" birthday party on Sunday. When I say this, it makes it seem like I had plenty of time for soap operas and bon bons. It doesn't work that way, though. I had appointments to go to; lab tests to be done.
It's true when they say "a mother's work is never done." It's not. I am not saying that I deserve a medal or that I have it harder than any other SAHM out there; I don't.
I wanted to make it Zumba last week since I hadn't made it the week before. Clearly, that didn't happen. And now it's back to Monday again. And, I'm forcing myself to go. I feel a lot better after I've worked out and hopefully it will clear out some of the sinus issues I'm having.
After Zumba, I'll come back and finish my laundry. And put Lo down for a nap. And, maybe I will also take a nap.
Ahhhh... All in a day's work.
Laundry had been piling up. In addition to it piling up, the washer had some sort of "smelly funk" going on inside of it. I love having a high efficiency washer but it certainly gets smelly fast. I was a on a laundry strike because it seems like nobody knows how to bring down the laundry except for me. Okay, that part isn't true; it just feels like it sometimes.
By Thursday, I had laundry caught up and the house was as clean as the deep clean we gave it for Annika's "Rockstar" birthday party on Sunday. When I say this, it makes it seem like I had plenty of time for soap operas and bon bons. It doesn't work that way, though. I had appointments to go to; lab tests to be done.
It's true when they say "a mother's work is never done." It's not. I am not saying that I deserve a medal or that I have it harder than any other SAHM out there; I don't.
I wanted to make it Zumba last week since I hadn't made it the week before. Clearly, that didn't happen. And now it's back to Monday again. And, I'm forcing myself to go. I feel a lot better after I've worked out and hopefully it will clear out some of the sinus issues I'm having.
After Zumba, I'll come back and finish my laundry. And put Lo down for a nap. And, maybe I will also take a nap.
Ahhhh... All in a day's work.
29 April 2012
Finally!
I'm a planner. I didn't come by this naturally. As a child I was "fly by the seat of my pants" spontaneous. It's a trait that I picked up from my Dad. He rarely planned anything; it would drive my Mom crazy! I remember one morning we woke up and he said "Let's go for a drive!" We ended up in Canada (back in the day when it was a lot easier to cross the border).
Over the years, I've become a planner. Almost neurotically so. I can't do a move without planning at least six months in advance. So, when the six month until DEROS mark came and went, I freaked out a bit. Doesn't the Air Force know (or care) that I cannot do this move on short notice?!!? And, for me, anything under 6 months is short notice.
We thought that T would have orders in March. It didn't happen. He was told, April 11th, at the latest. Nope. That was the list of available assignments that he could choose from. By the time he was able to log into the system (he's doing NCOA) the list had two locations on it: Vandenberg, CA and Peterson, CO. That was for mandatory movers; the movers who had no retained eligibility and could not stay OCONUS.
I started to get frustrated. This was not good for my need for control over everything in my world. And, so much was dependent on that next duty station. I wanted to cry; I wanted to scream. Why were they waiting sooooo long?!?!
Fast forward to April 26. T ordered pizza for dinner. From Dominos. Later in the evening he received an e-mail with the subject "Orders." He got excited. He read the e-mail and realized that it was confirmation of our pizza order. *sad face* We went to bed. The next morning, he got an e-mail stating "Congratulations!" and it informed him that he must log in to the system to get the rest of the information. He cannot do this from home. The anticipation was getting to me.
After waiting for a loooong time, he called me and said "Peterson." We would be going back to Colorado! It's where we began! And, it's where C and M live. I couldn't be happier!
Now, we've got 4/5 months to plan a move! Let the madness begin!
Over the years, I've become a planner. Almost neurotically so. I can't do a move without planning at least six months in advance. So, when the six month until DEROS mark came and went, I freaked out a bit. Doesn't the Air Force know (or care) that I cannot do this move on short notice?!!? And, for me, anything under 6 months is short notice.
We thought that T would have orders in March. It didn't happen. He was told, April 11th, at the latest. Nope. That was the list of available assignments that he could choose from. By the time he was able to log into the system (he's doing NCOA) the list had two locations on it: Vandenberg, CA and Peterson, CO. That was for mandatory movers; the movers who had no retained eligibility and could not stay OCONUS.
I started to get frustrated. This was not good for my need for control over everything in my world. And, so much was dependent on that next duty station. I wanted to cry; I wanted to scream. Why were they waiting sooooo long?!?!
Fast forward to April 26. T ordered pizza for dinner. From Dominos. Later in the evening he received an e-mail with the subject "Orders." He got excited. He read the e-mail and realized that it was confirmation of our pizza order. *sad face* We went to bed. The next morning, he got an e-mail stating "Congratulations!" and it informed him that he must log in to the system to get the rest of the information. He cannot do this from home. The anticipation was getting to me.
After waiting for a loooong time, he called me and said "Peterson." We would be going back to Colorado! It's where we began! And, it's where C and M live. I couldn't be happier!
Now, we've got 4/5 months to plan a move! Let the madness begin!
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